“Professor Moorehouse, this is Chief Rogers,” she said as an introduction. I was very surprised that Alison hadn’t planned to do all the talking...“Professor, I assume you were Caroline Moore’s husband,” I asked.He just nodded.“So why was her name different?” I asked.“When we came here, I was the youngest professor in the department for a while. Caroline was a bit different and confrontational,” he said. “She liked being the center of attention. It was just better that we were not linked by the. .. * So Hello, my name is Will, I was twenty years of age at the time of this story and I was a bit of a screb, probably not a real word but a very descriptive one. Standing six foot one with thick brown hair and a slim-trending-towards-skinny body I had never stood out in a crowd in my life. And I didn't mind that one bit, I wasn't scared of attention but it’s easy to fade into the back when you lack confidence, and that can be a vicious circle. This tale unfolds after the end of my second. "Derek sighed as again he wished he could get a simple answer to a simple question."In what year do her indentures say she was born?" Master, in 2009." So she is eighteen?" As the Master pleases."From the expression of incomprehension on her face it was clear that she didn't understand a word of the conversation. The Chief Eunuch spoke sharply to her in Arabic, and Awatif took off the halter top revealing a pair of what to Western eyes were perfect breasts.'Just enough to fill one hand each, '. ." No!" I said, cutting her off. I couldn't lose her!"So you agree? You'll let me fix you up, and for the next week you'll be a girl?" I'll do it. I'll be a girl for you Sarah. I love you, and I don't want to lose you." Excellent. Let's begin."She opened the box, and pulled out a large skin colored blob, which was wrapped in clear plastic. She cut the plastic with a scissors, and removed the blob, laying it out on the bed. It looked like the groin area of a woman."We make the prospective.