As a guide she told me I needed to ask myself, "What has changed in mylife?"I look again at my beautiful glossy pink nails. "Underneath these nailext...nsions they are still my fingers," I tell myself. "Yes they lookdifferent but that is because I shaved all my hair off my hands andarms. They are still my hands and arms."My corset holds my stomach in and emphasizes my breasts, which are now a38C thanks to the pills Christine gives me. "The straps? They aretight on my shoulders, that's a. Connie nodded. Ten years as a police officer’s wife had taught her that when duty called, Tom would answer. ‘I’ll get back as soon as I can. This may take a couple of days.’ Tom didn’t have to pack. He just grabbed the bag he had carried in a little while ago and was off. Frank looked at Connie and said, ‘I know you are used to that, but it has to be hard on you. It must be tough knowing that at any moment your plans can be dashed.’ ‘Ten years later and it doesn’t get any easier to accept. I am. Oh mom, I said when she fell back down. I was persistent with my kisses and continued to unbuttoned her blouse. Between kisses, I said Mom; I need this, please, for me. I need you. I could tell she really wanted me to stop, but Mom always had a hard time saying no to me and let me continue. This is so crazy, please stop she whispered. We will regret this…Maybe she will, but I wont. As I was kissing Mom’s shoulders, I started to run my fingertips lightly over the soft silk of her blouse. First. I returned to the roadway and found that Jane had calmed both women down. Fortunately, neither one had any relationship to the two dead male passengers, so we didn't have that to worry about.I helped the two women into the coach and asked them to remain there while Jane and I took care of the other people. I pulled my first aid kit from my saddlebag and climbed back up to look after the driver. Meanwhile, Jane rounded up the bandits' horses that had started to wander off. I cut off the driver's.