In only a short time, she’d done her best to become indispensable to Vivie, started formal martial arts and weapons training, and spent as much time...as she could scrounge in a sleep trainer studying war: weapons, tactics, strategy, logistics. Mao, Sun Tzu, Clausewitz, Mitchell, Rommel, and her favorite, Machiavelli, were already roaming her head, not fully integrated, but there. Her estimated CAP wasn’t as high as Vivie’s initial score, but it was high enough that she had conned, make that. So why did you bring me here?" Miss Pratt, how would you like to have your little sister as your submissive slave again?" She's still Alice? I thought, for sure, that damned social worker would've helped her return to being Alan." They tried. But the dominatrix you hired used an experimental hormone that damaged his body. His body started producing female hormones and couldn't produce male testosterone. So he underwent reconstructive surgery and became a woman. But she calls herself Louise now,. He knew, from basic physiology, that a girl of thirteen tofourteen years old would be about that height, so he would return toStockland and exchange the dress and shoes for their age fourteenequivalent, if they were available in that size. His estimation wasdesigned to err on the large side, and was the reason he had chosen adress in the first place, as it (and particularly a loose summer dress)would be far more forgiving when oversized.Then it struck him. The girl was not eleven years old at. Eyes wide, almost pleading, she looked at Gina."Now, I really, really need a fuck." My girl, I think you're ready for the dungeon."As Gina led her through the dark, unmarked door behind the bar, Miranda sensed that something heavier than a bit of fancy dress and exhibitionism was in the air. A stone staircase down into the basement was lit only by sporadic candles. As they reached the bottom, Gina turned round."Are you sure you are ready for this?"Miranda swallowed hard. She was nervous, but.