Now that doesn't mean we're not family though, cause family is much more than just blood after all, ya know." She rambles again as you try to take in ...our new surroundings.You find yourself in some sort of entryway. The ceiling is super high up, and there's a second floor bacony overlooking the two of you that is currently empty of onlookers. There is a couple different rooms branching off from the foyer, but you can't really tell offhand what they are or where they lead.You hear the front door. There is not much more I can doto you, short of making the change permanent. And I am notgoing to do that today. If you have a question, ask it.Having said that I am not going to give you the fixer, theworst I can do is refuse to answer your question."Sam looked at her, and decided to go for it. "Did you . . . Imean, when you did this to me, did you make it so that I was.. ." he stammered and tried again. "I mean, is there somereason that I am . . ."Gloria watched him stumble over his. Grabbingsome tissue from the stall she stuffed the cups to give them shape thentold me to put my blouse back on. Next, after digging around in anotherbag, handed me the two gold toe rings to put on along with the red wedgesandals. She removed the red leatherette hobo bag she had purchased andbegan stuffing it with items from the bags. When it was full, two bagswere emptied and she handed it to me."We're going to walk back to the shop and the fewer bags the better.This is yours, go on and. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map of her dig site, reviewing what she knew so far, her long brown hair tied back in a messy bun, to keep it out of her face.Her research had lead her to the discovery of an ancient Sumerian.