Fleur was every bit as much a girl as Iwas. I knew that for an absolute fact.But that wasn't even all of her strange story. I was like totallyconvince... Fleur thought I didn't believe her. No kidding. At leastmy friend's brain wasn't like totally fried yet. However, when sheadded that other part about how she also thought the other girls andI were also transformed men, I had to admit I sort of doubted hersanity. In spite of Fleur's obvious sincerity, someone would have tobe totally flipped out. She exclaimed "I don't care how much gold you have. You've got to take a bath before you get into one of my beds. We will get your stuff out of the storeroom and put it in your usual room. Mother, fix a bath."I sat down and let her put a bowl of cold food in front of me. I hungrily tore into it quickly devoured it. When I finished, the wife queried "The bath is ready. Do you remember which room it is?"I nodded and walked down the hall. The innkeepers mother was carrying in buckets of warm water. I started toward the door but my wife stood still. She pulled my hand and told me to thank Ben and Becky for meeting up her breeding. I couldn't believe my ears... She tugged my arm. I said thanks Ben and Becky for the nice evening. My wife said do it correctly. I said thanks for fixing my wife up with a cock tonight. My wife just shook her head and said I guess that's as good as its going to get. She thanked them and Becky kissed her on the lips very passionately. One the way home I asked my. “Hey boys,” he said, giving us a big ol’ welcoming grin like only a farm lass could. “This is Dingo.”She only just came up to the top of the horse’s back, stroking his face with a loving look. “Come say hi.”We approached cautiously, hoping not to scare it, and hoping it wouldn’t scare us. We reached out together, touching the big guy’s nose with delicate hands. “Would ya look at that,” Lucy cooed. “Meant to be friends.” She walked over to the empty stall adjacent, swinging open the gate with.