Turning sixteen did not bring much change and people thought I was only thirteen or so as I was virtually straight up and down in shape, a slight narr...wing of my waist line but no hips to speak of and a small bum, my breasts were almost non existent and reminded me of a couple of fried eggs topped by slightly pink nipples and very small and just darker areola, I did not have any underarm or pubic hair and my mother kept assuring me my still rather girlish large and puffy vulva would flatten out. Thankfully, she had heard him curse the tight fitting uniform when he dressed this morning and his amused grin at seeing his mirror image had been comforting.Now he was leading a troop past the stands. His rigid posture told her of his uneasiness and she realised that Jim felt like masquerading. The regimental commander, Colonel Payden, rode along the lines in a canter until he reached the centre of Jim's troop. Rose guessed him to be in his late fifties but he was a splendid figure on his jet. It’s convenient, and we’re all taking advantage of it, but there’s no chance for modesty at all, inside or out. Two months of living here, and I still can’t get over the lack of privacy in the toileting areas.”Mark chuckled with his memory of Hannah from earlier in the day. “Yeah, I know.” He gazed out a nearby window. “Beautiful evening out.”“Yes it is. Still a bit of twilight left. Yes, it’s very pretty.”“Say, Emily?”“Yeah?”“How long would it take you to retrace your way to the. Without the warmth and safety of this place, I wouldn’t last the night out there.” I swept my arm in a broad arc and gestured at the wilderness beyond the walls of the conference room. “Survival is much more than staying alive while we wait to die.”I rose from my chair and walked to the edge of the stage. “Most of my life has been as a solitary man with few friends. Alone but not lonely. All my best friends have been female. I have no close male friends. It could be because I was sexually.