I’ll give Barney a call. He’s waiting to hear from me to book my tickets and the hotel.”“A hotel might be a problem,” Mario said.“Barney m...de reservations to cover the necessary nights. The travel agency is big enough that he could do it without any penalty. I’ll fly in on Friday morning and fly home on Saturday morning. That will let me get to the Pascha services.”“OK. I’ll call Will Kenseth and let him know the interview is Friday afternoon. Everything else is set.”“Thanks, Mario. I’ll see. Or maybe I really didn't want that at all."Jimmy ... I'm your mother," regardless of not being sure what I wanted, I still made an attempt to take the reins. "How can you talk to me like this?"Before replying, he walked into the room and came close to my desk. I made another instinctive move for my clothes on the floor."Leave those alone for now, Mom," he said, still speaking in a quietly commanding way. "If this isn't one of those times, Mom ... then I'll apologize for disturbing you, then. It was a battle planning meeting, but it included not only military commanders, but all magic users from both camps.One man that showed up and was in the Minturi camp, was Markus! I should have known. Still, it hurt to see him standing with the Minturi contingent. We listened as Vostich outlined his strategy for troop movements, and redeployment.He then asked about reinforcements and supplies for the troops. He was informed of 'on hand' supplies, and learned of Darla's abilities to manipulate. "I couldn't help it, sweet cheeks!" She stuck her tongue out over herlips. She loved teasing him.She helped him fasten the bra, and fought the urge to grab his pantie-clad bottom. She'd have loved nothing more to have pulled it and snappedit back - using only her teeth."So dresses and accessories and the wig and you're done." Chrissyrefocused on her sissy makeover session.She chose the dress for him, taking the lead from his clueless expression- the consideration of browsing through a whole.