Finally, after any number of invasive procedures -- some of them involving machinery that I was unable to identify by name -- I found myself with my c...othes all back on and seated in front of her desk in a handsome office, just on the other side of the door to my cold little examination room."Well, Billy, unless your blood work shows something untoward, it looks as if the Orioles have themselves a brand-new shortstop." Good to hear, Dr. Lucy. Don't worry about the blood work. I'm pretty sure. While she never said (and I would not bluntly ask) I suspected that there had not been many right men, and I might even have been the first. There HAD indeed been a couple of male gold-diggers in the past, and the children of the rich whom she had been introduced to were either too snobbish or too promiscuous for her taste. She praised me after the first few dates for not rushing her into physical activity and treating her as if she were special to me. That last part... well, I didn't. . I was given stockings and suspenders, a tiny black silk thong that just held in my cock and ball, a black lace bra and breast forms that held in place with nipple clamps, a skin tight sher white dress that finished at the base of my arse and hooker heals. I was also given a wig and bright red lipstick. I was called out of the toilet and shown the bag with my clothes in, there was a big padlock on it, I was then told the rules for the night. It wasn’t my birthday until Monday, it’s now Friday. We can use them to rappel down the cliff around back of the mountain. The Praetor, Glaber, didn’t send out scouts and only posted lookouts at the foot of the trail leading down from the mountain.’ ‘There are still three thousand Romans’, Castus pointed out. ‘True. But they aren’t legionaries, just Roman militia. To make sure we are unobserved, we will have to descend at night. That means that we can attack the camp while they sleep.’ ‘There are less than 100 of us! Even if you include the few.