"After a huge, toe-curling stretch, I sat up and tossed my pillow down the aisle, hitting Billy in the face."What?! Huh?!" he said, startled but awake...as he fumbled for his glasses, his limp brown hair messy."Get up, we're fixing to land," I called to him, getting to my feet to stretch some more. I felt eyes on me as I settled down, catching Talon's quick evaluation of me."What?" I asked, pulling my shirt back down and checking to see if there was anything showing that shouldn't be. Not that I. ,” I let my eyes get a bit misty, “sorry, it’s a touchy subject. My fiancee. Great woman. It just wasn’t meant to be.”“Very sorry. What happened?” the nun acted rather more empathetic, far less wary now.“She ... broke off the engagement, because she discovered that she was pregnant by another man. She married him instead of me. She felt that it was the right thing to do by the child. Not a perfect woman, I understand, but she cared enough about her baby and I had to respect that. Yes, she. "Put this on and tuck things back. Let me help."I pulled the tight undergarment up my smooth legs and grimaced as Rosereached into them and arranged my parts. Looking down I saw my crotchlooking very flat and smooth. I then noticed that the floor to ceilingmirror on the closet door had been covered-up.Rose noticed my glance and said, "Don't want to have you see 'till we'reready for the unveiling, do we?" Guess not. What's next?"Next was a waist cincher which probably reduced my waist by at. What do you mean the invitation took you completely by surprise? It doesn't take you three days to get dressed, does it? You know those guys who go berserk with an assault rifle in the workplace? I'm beginning to understand... Anyway, I had more important things to dwell on at that moment. I didn't have a thing to wear... or did I?I must have stared at the dress a hundred times, hanging there in my closet. You want to talk about guilt? I had left messages for Dianna at the number she gave me,.