My ballgown style wedding dress rustled softlyas I stood."Just look at you."I could see more of myself in the mirror now. My white dress ballooneddown...to the floor. The sweetheart neckline of the dress showed off mypale, supple skin- and also my breasts- breasts which had been grown inplace by doses of female hormones. My blonde hair had been pulled up intoa twist, my veil clipped into it. My side swept bangs flowed gentlyacross my forehead. Beneath my dress, I wore virginal white lingerie.. “He’s got a very healthy streak of paranoia going for him.”“It’s not paranoia, there really are some out there determined to get me,” I said with a grin.“They nearly succeeded this time John,” Róisín added.“I had no doubts about my Mage rescuing me and I would not betray her even if there were no chance,” I said simply.“Do you wish to see Indira, by any chance before the tribunal that is?” Rowenna asked.“Not really, I’m not the gloating type and I’ve nothing I really wish to say to her. I’ll. She was wearing what Henry would have described as a white silk dressing gown, except that it buttoned only at the neck. Her small breasts lifted the material out and apart so that her hairless cunt lips were in full sight. He wondered why she kept glancing round nervously; she must have known what was happening to her.'Truly a sight to give any man wet dreams, ' thought Henry, 'and a present to me from the Emir. Now I know what Charles was hinting at is right; His Magnificence is bedding. He stood there staring atJulien who was sitting on the sofa, holding a cushion over his bulgingcrotch. `Now now, there's nothing to be ashamed of son,' said his father,walking over and sitting down beside him. `We're both men. I was a teenageronce you know, I know what its like to have a boner 24/7.' `Oh, god! Dad, shut the fuck up! What are you even doing home?' Juliencried. `Oh, turns out my ticket for the theatre was for yesterday so yourmother went alone. Its just you and me.