Then came the moment of absolute horror for the boys as we reached theFloor Show. "These are your costumes boys" I said holding up somecorsets and pa...ties. Sam was holding their stockings and heels and Juliaexplained she would be doing their makeovers with my sister Sharon, Samand me.We girls enjoyed the experience of dressing the first 15 as girls but theboys hated it and found it as humiliating as you would expect a bunch ofrugby playing schoolboys from an all boys school like mine to find. Each year, in spring, we would travel into the Dragon's Backbone and renew our vows on that pinnacle above the Valley of the Dead. We were the only ones willing to go into those mountains, otherwise, as the squad had predicted, the mountains were closed. The old log cabin was still there, and each time we'd clean it up and use the bath again too.Our children grew up knowing of our past, and as each of them came of age, we would take them into the mountains with us, and they would read my story. In the corner of my eye I could see Tracey had a smirk on her face, as Muriel pulled out all kinds of medical apparatus, before doing all kind of tests, listening to my heart, blood pressure, looking in my mouth and ears and testing my balance, Then things were to get a little more humiliating, when Margaret told me to remove my underpants, her tone was quite strict and despite my reluctance I obeyed my instruction. I turned away from Tracey as I slowly lowered my pants, both Margaret and. “Isn’t this rad?” Ataxia whispered, leaning slowly over to breath in Darryl’s ear. Ataxia - or Xia for short - was a silver dragon. And also the girl that Darryl was trying really hard to not think about. Which was hard, since she chose to sat next to him in every single class they shared which, thanks to the relatively small population of dragonkind, was basically all of them. Thinking about Ataxia’s silver hide and deliciously scaled titties and her pliant, eager mouth, and the softness of.