He puts his hands on my behind,feeling my round, feminine butt. Then he lets go."Go finish undressing in front of the mirror."I walk to the mirror, fa...ing it. I take off the uniform. It's as if my now-feminine hands knew these clothes well. I take off my shoes and stockings.I am wearing delicate, lace-covered white lingerie, which contrasts nicelywith my dark skin. My legs and armpits are perfectly smooth. I unclasp mybra with ease, as I'd been wearing them for years. It falls to the floor.I. Kintu ei ghar’e ja ghotbe eta kintu kauke bola cholbe na, promise koro. Bumba bolllo thik ache, kauke bolbo na. Kakima Bumba k bollo ektu pase’r ghar’e jete karon tar modhhe kakima bhitore panty pore nebe. Panty ta Bumba’r samne porte or lojja lagchilo, Bumba chole gelo pase’r ghar’e r bhabte laglo kemon lagchilo paser ghar’e kakima k panty pora ta. Ekjtu por’e se bhitor’er ghar theke dak pelo. Giye dekhlo Kakima bra chara sudhu panty pore ekta towel pacha’r opor diye upur hoye suye ache. Ei. After about twenty minutes, Becky moved into a 69 position and we licked and sucked each other to orgasms. The rest of the night was frantic couplings followed by recovery periods until we collapsed in a sweaty heap around 4:00am.I awoke with a start when the phone rang. It was Joe calling to tell me I was missing breakfast. I looked at the clock to see that it was just after 8:00am and if I didn’t get downstairs soon, I’d miss it completely. I jumped into the shower and quickly dressed. Becky. He hadn’t been in the fight, and Ellerie had never seen him carry a weapon.“What happened to you?” she asked.“One of those lunatics stabbed me with a knife! Were they bandits?”“No,” she said flatly. “How did you get away?”“Oh, Bobo was there. If they aren’t bandits, who are they?”Bobo, still carrying his heavy walking cudgel, shrugged and rolled his eyes when Marco wasn’t looking. That at least explained where Marco had been—Bobo had stayed back with Katrin and Leena to keep out of everyone’s.