He looked at himself in the mirror as Naomi stood behind him put herhands round his chest and cupped it like he had breasts. "How does mybig man feel...in his new clothes?" she asked.She took her hands away. How had he suddenly got breasts? She had justglued them on without asking permission and had he not been admiringhimself in the mirror he would not have realised it!At this point he suddenly reached out like a real girl would have done tocover her naked breasts. Naomi did not miss this as. " The camp..." he fell suddenly, pulling the tent flap away with hishand. I could see from where I lay that the wound in his side was severeand he wasn''t likely to survive it. Again I heard the sound of scoresof kaiila galloping past. We were under attack, but by whom, and why? Iclimbed from my bed with the white cotton sheet wound loosely around mybody and crept quietly across the thickly woven rugs that lay on thefloor of my tent. Arturius lay before me, but I was afraid to touch. Ronnie pressed his face to her shoulder, his lips pressing tight. He looked at her. How could he be mad at a face like that. She was such a quiet woman and so unaware of the affect she had on men.He had met her at a seminar, he had been one of many who had tried to talk to her. It was that hair, so perfectly done up, those pouty pink lips, the exotic blue eyes that looked through you, that perfect body, her breasts obviously large, straining against her jacket. She was slender, with flairing. Alan lost control of his emotions. I cried to her begging her to spare him this terrible ordeal. Tears ran down his face and he violently shook against his metal restraints. Mistress Betty was obviously quite upset with her so called loyal servant's behaviour, she angrily signaled to Linda to place a three legged toilet seat like stool over Alans head. Once satisfied with the positioning of her very own personal "QUEENING STOOL" Mistress Betty climbed up onto the pedistle and signaled some one.