Her headache had dulled, a good sign, but her arms ached. The street behind the house was deserted. No, not quite, a blood covered boy wandered aimles...ly at the edge of her vision. She stretched out as best she could, then made another attempt at freeing herself.The end of the chain was tied to wooden beam over the sink, much too thick for her to break just by pulling on it. At least not with only the pressure she could exert with her neck. Laboriously, she climbed onto the counter top. It was. . but you have no girl to release it.”Now what was she talking about?“It’s good that I’m here,” Heather said. “My girlfriend Jenny was with a guy who was in pain because he needed release. She helped him. He was so happy she was there for him.”I couldn’t respond because as Heather talked she took her blouse and bra off. My jaw dropped as I stared at her tits.“I never done this before but you need help,” she said.I couldn’t even say “Uh...” My mouth was cotton.“I’m nervous,” she said, “but. “That bitch will have to pay for stealing our raft!” Jaap said angrily, “Let’s swim out and get her!!”“Good idea, baas!” Solomon responded.The two ran out to a rock and dove into the ocean and began to swim quickly out to the raft. Jaap swam to the front of the raft and tried to get onboard while Solomon secretly swam to the back to fool her. Aniyatia prevented Jaap from getting onto the boat by dunking his head in the water but Solomon quietly got behind her and grabbed her and used his. I had expected to see her in her playboy bunny costume butinstead she was wearing a burqa.How did I know it was Nasrullah?She was wearing a name tag."Morning Nas, this is my sister Bea," Rita said."Wait, you're the Nasrullah in the playboy bunny costume?" I asked."Bea, I am a Muslim woman now." You mean, you weren't a Muslim woman before?" I was neither." What?" I replied, astonished to find someone else who was born malebut had now become female so quickly after becoming female myself."Yeah,.