I got every one of my women out before they were harmed by the fire, but it sure played hell with the terrorists who were still trapped inside. A few ...ried to bail out through windows, but the women shot all of those.Uh-oh, sirens were heard approaching the camp, so it was time for us to leave. Before we left, though, I did scratch a large message on the ground where it could be easily seen. The message simply said, "The Avengers were here." I TPed us back home and brought in all of our packs,. " Thanks," I replied, "but you really should leave the 'woman of your age' part out."He laughed, "Yeah I guess, sorry."He looked at me. I realised I was stood up with my boobs on display. "Oops," I said. He just smiled and looked down. I followed his eyes, and saw that he was a little more excited than I had expected. "Ummm I think you should put that away. My husband is probably about somewhere, and besides I am old enough to be your mother!"He looked at me hungrily, then quick as a flash. Ihave a strong need to socialise, to interact with other people, to beaccepted, as female. I need people to see me as I really am. I've cometo accept the real me. I want other people to do the same. All my lifeI've been fighting a battle, trying to keep this need to be femalesubmerged. Way down below the surface. I've been trying to make my wayin life as a man. It was always there but I did my best to fight it. Ilove you, I love Cassie, I love my family and I wanted to do my bestfor us all.. “Because I’ve got to get you out of this sun, and back to the house as soon as possible. Think you can ride thirty miles in one shot?”“Not a hope in hell,” Ben mumbled, “even if I didn’t do something so fucking stupid, like getting fried! In this terrain, that thirty miles is an all-day proposition, with an early start, too. But we can try for the south edge of the range tonight, and finish off tomorrow. That’s assuming I can stay on that old nag that long” he volunteered.They covered almost.