I busied myself with toweling dry and quicklyrealized that, though my young man's skin had been unblemished, my skinnow was much finer still. From he...d to toe, it was dewy soft to thetouch, almost lustrous in its uniformity of hue. Finishing this lastinspection, a question occurred to me. "Louis? Do you have any clothes that will fit me? You saw how ill-suited for me my few items are."Louis smirked. I did not understand."What is it Louis?" I have no men's clothes that will fit you, Jean. " In the ladies' room?"I rolled my eyes. "In the building, I mean." What about calling the cops?" Why?" Well, you could..." She trailed off. "I see what you mean," she finally said quietly."I don't know that Fred even saw the guns," I said. "And whether he did or he didn't, so what? The best is that they take me seriously, get some descriptions and put out an alert. Which gets me a big fat zero. They sent one team, so they pull those guys back and send another. It was one thing when all I had. " Hipsswinging, he made his way to the locker room.It was, for once, deserted. He tore the plastic wrap open eagerly,careful not to rip the contents. But as he pulled out one piece afteranother, excitement turned to dismay. A skirt, long and flowing, withgolden beads and filigree at the waist. A... bra, for want of a betterword, except this was clearly a garment meant to be fully on display, notunderwear. It, too, was decorated with golden flowers and scrolls, withbeads hanging down from. "I for one don't care if you're Drone or Beta; if you're not 'normal' it's because you're above it, not below it. I love both of you, and I want to show you just how much I do, if you're up to it."Tarmant looked up at me and said, "Yes, lord. Please."The three of us swapped kisses and caresses for a while, then I urged Naltort to his feet before lifting Tarmant and carrying her to the bedroom. I gently peeled her clothes from her, and allowed Naltort to undress me. He stripped quickly and.