But I wasn't having any luck. It wasn't where I thought it logically should be. I must have looked unsure because a young male employee asked if he ...ould help me. I think I blushed. Guilty conscience. I asked where the rope was and he said he'd show me. He showed me a row where they had all different kinds of clothesline, both cotton and polyester, sisal rope, tent rope, rope for kids' jungle gyms, etc. I figured we didn't want anything too thick, because it would be hard to tie knots. My skin was flawless and I had a light bronze color to it. My noise wassmall and anyone who looked at me would say it was cute and fit my faceperfectly. My lips on the other hand was not cute they were downrightpornographic. They were big and as a man who liked a nice set of lipson a woman. Of course right now I had them and man I bet a guy saw mehe would be thinking what I was thinking. After a few more minutes I hadinspected everything of this new female body except for one thing. Ilooked. ‘You fool, you are merely playing at this profession of highwayman. Taking all the risks and knocks but little of the gain! Next time we will swap places. I shall divest our captives of their goods whilst you guard.’ Terence looked first annoyed, then chagrined. As his expression changed, Joanna’s own heart went from anger to warm affection, She pulled down her kerchief and then his, and looked into his face. ‘You are like a little boy sometimes you know, my Terence. And it is somewhat lovely. We'll leave you boys to fend for yourselves this Saturday. Maybe you can do something useful and catch us some fish for dinner."Frank and dad liked the idea. I wasn't so sure. I'd never even held a fishing pole. I had a question, though."What about Ann and Denise? Can they go to the dance with us?" You bet your bippy, we're going!" Ann blurted, "but we're going stag. That doesn't get you out of dancing with us, though." Dancing?", I quavered, "I think that might be a problem, girls. I have.