Multiple metal braceletsclinked every time he moved his arms. There was a corset under thedress to give him an unnaturally narrow waist. His hemline...was at mid-thigh, below which fishnet stockings encased his newly shaved legs. Onhis feet were shoes that would have made a flashy hooker proud, withtheir four inch heels, pointy toes, ankles straps, and glittereverywhere. He was surprisingly adept at walking in them, after only ashort time to practice.Picture all that together. Can you see. Then I got down toplanning - trying to decide what clothing, shoes, jewelry and makeup Iwould include. Whether or not I would wear breastforms. Yes, girls, Iwas going to go enfemme. I was going to dress, as I want to, carryinga backpack and sweat off the makeup I had put on during the morning. Iknew I was going to have to be stealthy, cause a lot could happen.So down to the critical planning, I decided on 2 nighties - one short,one long, both blue as the sky above at night; 4 pairs of. Vegas bought me a beer- my first beer. It was ice cold and in a frosty glass. I quickly downed it. “Do you want another?” he asked. “Oh yeah,” I cheerily replied. “Are you sure?” he asked.“I’m sure,” I replied.After the third beer and a lot of chit chat with several of the guys, my first real beer buzz hit me. I had to go pee. I managed to make it safely to the ladies’ latrine, where I emptied my bladder. After another beer, my fourth, I knew I needed to cut back, but I didn’t want to be the. I don’t remember being brought here, but the creature that must have saved my life had to live here. I did not see him much, since he left the cave at about dawn. All I remember was slipping on a mossy rock while taking my bath, and falling into the rushing stream, which swept me sideways until my head contacted a boulder; After that, only indistinct impressions of rushing water, gasping for breath, and then some pain and darkness. Then I woke up here on a bed of dried leaves and grass. .