The Scarlet Troopers uniforms would then be sold to wealthy female collectors who pride themselves in gathering as many used and cum stained catsuits ...s they can, one woman apparently had 20 of the soldier girls uniforms on display in her castle, mannequins stood in her grand hall dressed in the battle scarred suits and boots.As well as the Amazonians the troopers had to contend with disgruntled villagers who saw the troupes of sexy soldiers as easy targets offering the troopers sexual favours,. .....as you know,they died in that horrific accident, so young, and ....I never got toapologize for some of the bone head maneuvers I pulled on them,and......tell them.... that I still loved them." Okay that sets me off.I am now crying as well. We are holding each other's hands, but that'snot enough."Mother I think you need a hug." She nods. We both step out of the car,and hug for a while, in an empty parking lot, with cars occasionallywhizzing by. Mother, being mother, wheels in her. The email from Bob later that day came almost as a shock. The first line said, “Be ready at the same time next Tuesday.” Mary remembered Linda saying that this was the first of your changes, and realised that this was not the end. What else would she have to endure, as well as the laser treatment? She thought about Linda’s piercings. Would she have to be pierced like her?The phone rang. It was her friend Sue. How about a day out shopping next Tuesday? Mary could hardly answer. She felt weak at. I could see her red, lace bra as the blouse slid off her shoulders. She put the top on the chair then came the black slacks she'd had on and they went there too. She wasn't wearing panties and I wondered why. She wasn't shaved but the hair was trimmed short, a swimsuit cut I guess. Her breasts were not huge, just right for her body. A little sag but very firm when she moved with small areola and pencil eraser nipples that I wanted in my mouth. While removing her bra she'd said, "I don't like.