Clara got out of the buggy before Paco could help her out and ran across the street and into the saloon.She stood just inside while her eyes adjusted ...o the darkness. In a moment, Clara saw the inside of a saloon for the first time in her life.Meanwhile, the occupants of the room were staring at Clara. None of them quite knew what was going to happen next. This was something totally outside of their experience.Clara scanned the room and spotted Colonel Anderson at the back of the room. He was. My daily attire was to be the leather ball stretcher, stockings and garter belt, 5 inch high heels and a wig and later when we found time pierced nipples and cock and if I was much sort after, a breast enlargement program. I was to learn how to apply makeup and keep my body hairless and that most of my male clothes would be removed from the wardrobe and be replaced with dresses and feminie underwear. If someone was invited to our house I was to be available at all times to submit to their. The room had a small French-style balcony set of doors, which opened to the street below. I opened them and immediately the rush of tawdry and bawdry noise rushed up to meet us.Mandy leaned on the railing, as I stood next to her. I slipped a set of beads over my head and tossed them down to a group of young college-aged girls standing in the street. One of them quickly flashed her breasts in our direction, so I tossed her another set of beads.Three college-aged guys started chanting- yelling up. I was still trying to figure out just how she had evolved this far. Could it be that the program had done more than I had intended? I wouldn't know 'til I got her hooked up to something to do a reading. Shaking my head I thought yeah right, gonna be a while before I could do that. Emerging from the mine entrance Sheila stopped a moment seeming to scan the area. "I am detecting approaching military vehicles. I am sorry Doctor Gance but all haste must be made." With that she again took off as.