" More leather armor pieces were extracted from the bags for both of them; Shaasta's thigh-length boots, Hansen's leather sleeveless top which matched...Shaasta's, two sets of thigh bands, two pair of fingerless gloves, and a small shield bearing the same hawk design as the leather tops. A few of the weapons they had lost were also recovered: Shaasta's crossbow and long sword, Hansen's short bow, four daggers, and his twin short swords. "No sign of our Tanithian arrows or bolts?" Hansen asked. . My eyes almost popped out of my head while I staredat the dress on top of the other items in the bag. There were shoes ina mesh compartment that were clearly from the ladies department."What the fuck!" I exclaimed.The old man looked at me strangely, not understanding much English. Mymaid moved towards me to calm me down as she said, "We can't have yougoing around as Gavin Bryceland."My mind raced as I tried to deny what that meant. They could not expectme to live as a Mexican girl, but I. Janet cried that night. The next morning she found it in herself to lounge on the sundeck once more, memories of Miguel and her perfect island visit never far from her mind. She wondered if she would ever return and whether she would ever see her Miguel again.Days later a man who she had seen here and there on the ship pulled up a chair to speak to her. He introduced himself as Stefan and asked her how she was and after some small chit chat asked her if she had enjoyed the Island. He mentioned. The top of the can was replaced, pushing my knees closer downaround the leather hood of my can-mate.I moved my head to get some breathing room, and my eyes came out fromunder the other girl's bottom. I could see.I almost wished I couldn't. For around me were the four leather-cladfemale musicians, grinning broadly, and I suddenly realized that theycould see in as well as I could see out! Every inch of my body, crammedinto this ridiculously sexy container, was on display to anyone whocared to.