." I smiled at that, knowing the old Annette had never beenhappy doing the job but had been ambitious enough to keep pushing formore. "She pushed hers...lf beyond her own limits to handle. That's probablywhy she went through the ritual..."I leaned back in my chair, feeling quite pleased now that I had a betterunderstanding as to why the ritual had turned me into Annette. Of course,I'd already accepted myself as Annette but now I understood what this lifehad to offer me. It was quite a bit and I. Henrietta was more inclined to run with naked feet in the surf on the sandy beach rather than bend over for the pleasure of ungrateful males with no love in their barren hearts.Police Chief Muir rested back in Dutch style rocker. He watched Henrietta come up the garden path with a basket of biscuits for his breakfast table. She also had the potion she had made for him to sooth the stump of his leg in a way that caused him to forget entirely that the pain was still there.That pain was like a. I had only been in there a short time when I heard others entering the water, and found the lads sat either side of me, backs against my arms, pinning them in place. I said nothing, just enjoying the feeling of having two sexy hunks sat so close to me. Then I felt hands gently touching my knees, before wandering slowly up my legs, all hidden from view by the frothing waters."Err, lads, you seem to be lying on my arms," I told them, getting rather warmer than the water usually was, "and I would. Granny Eltman says that we are needed there."It took an hour of riding at our best speed to reach Blakeslee Keep, and it appeared that we were just in time. A band of 15 of the King's soldiers were there demanding to be allowed entry to the Keep. The Captain of the Guard was preventing their entry, but it was about to come to blows when I arrived. I asked in my most authoritative voice, "Captain Morley, what is going on?" Ah, My Lord Geoffrey, I am greatly relieved to see you. I was just trying.