“Of course,” she replied. “I will need you to undress, so I can get your exact measurements,” he told her. “When you say undress, do you m...an all the way?” she asked; face red. “Yes, but don’t worry. No one else will see you, and when I examine you, you will have a sheet to cover the parts that I am not looking at,” Dr. Johnson said, trying to reassure her. The doctor led her to a screen in the far corner of the room. With her stomach in knots, Emily Rose stepped behind the silk screen and. Good. "Absolutely. After a half-year or so of initial counseling, once she's looking forward to her future, she'll be enrolled in a two-year program with dozens of other young transgendered girls, all learning about girlhood together. New Lives describes it as 'part charm school, part prep school, part ongoing slumber party'. She'll learn, in both structured and unstructured ways, everything from mannerisms of movement and speech to how to braid her hair. By age 13, she'll be ready. Dark and dangerous lurk beneath it's surface. Orc parties are raiding village after village along the Widow's Coast, noblemen poison, scheme and assassinate each other in their eternal game of power with little care for the common folk, anti-magic zealotry is growing to a fever pitch, the slave trade is alive and well in the Malenkii Empire especially for beautiful lithe elven women and there are whispers of necromancers brewing plagues and raising skeletal armies under the shadow of Ebony. Sometimes there are skid-marks, and I must confess that these I ignore, as they do nothing for me, but heaven knows I'm not one to criticise; whatever floats your boat, and maybe one day I'll progress to an appreciation of the brown arts. The goldmine however, is the little strip between the two. Pale coloured panties are the best in my opinion, because you can gaze at the stains first, imagining how the knickers have ridden up between the owners lips. Those lips may be pink, they may be.