Thenshe heard a commotion from the hallway outside the doors."Your Highness, Mistress Tilva of the Children's Shelter wishes her youngladies to see ho... things are changing to better protect them," statedCouncilor Janessa."How many are with her?" she asked."Thirty-two, Your Highness." Please everyone make room," she motioned the councilors on one side tomove over. "Come in, come in please," she encouraged the young girls andthe woman who had been looking after them.They stood quietly listening. "She learns fast, My Lady. She has great stamina, amazing speed and prodigious strength. Furthermore, she takes her nightly beatings well. They are making her hard and strong. Pain is nothing to her these days. I think we should have her fight one of the others soon to see how her training has improved her. She will do well, I have no doubt. Slave Patti will be a good opponent now that Slave Olga has left us."Francine, idle for a change, was standing in the courtyard. She had been freed from. So for my eighteenth birthday my mother took me to the doctor and got me new breasts, and started me on hormones...and even though I would dress for drag shows, it was only a special occasion thing, but at this point I started dressing everyday..and school wasn't much fun on most days..lots of heckling and abuse from other k**s and even teachers..I did have one teacher who was cool to me, Ms.Riggs, she was always very sweet to me and didn't let anyone pick on me in her class.One day Ms Riggs. ”She was right. Brock’s massive body was splayed across the bar, a pile of empty glasses next to his head, and four empty kegs strewn about the floor. It seemed the orc had raided Prestira’s bar, and sapped it dry. Zander grabbed Brock by the chin and poured the vial into his mouth. Brock coughed and sputtered, wiping the drunkenness from his eyes. “What did I miss?” “Yavara just mastered telepathy.” “In one day?! How?” “I stuck my tongue in Prestira’s ass.” I replied, laughing. “Wow,” Brock.