. don't know!" I gasped but he only continued as he stoodbehind me, holding me, his hand wedged between my legs swishing my dresstightly in and out of...my tightly tucked and girdled crotch with my legsspread as I teetered on the stiletto heels! "I think you do know, don'tyou Lane. It feels so good to be dressed all soft and pretty like awoman doesn't it. And now you're having feminine thoughts aren't you.So much more complete isn't it, to feel as pretty as you look?" He said.I was tucked so. When I arrived at Safehouse, I felt like a true outsider. Like no one else had been through what I had been through, and I guess in our own way, we were unique in the how’s and the why’s, but we had all been abused in one way or another and that alone put me in the same category as every one else who resided there. For those of you who have never heard of Safehouse, it is a place for battered women to come to in there time of recovery of abuse. A place to hide from their abusers and get their. "By the time, Mel arrived back at their dorm, he'd already decidedon how he'd word his wish. Cal, who had returned from his classabout an hour earlier, greeted his friend as he entered."You okay, Mel?" he asked."Just fine, Cal." replied Mel, as he turned away from Cal.He walked slowly away from his friend. Before he walked throughthe doorway into his bedroom, he turned back for a last glance atCal. Once inside his room, in a barely audible voice, he whispered"I wish" then stopped."I can't do. " She shook her head and then walked off to help tend our wounded."She explained," the boy said. "But we were loyal, all of us and my brother, he was ready to join a Tory legion and fight for his king." How long have you been prisoners?" I asked."Three days. They did awful things to Mother and Michelle, all of them"I looked at the boy; he seemed perhaps ten, but I'm no judge of youth. Once all our men could travel and we had buried the dead, we jangled back to our camp with our additional horse.