I mentioned the urges were getting stronger, more uncontrollabe. Tam hadbeen growing his hair. And yesterday at the supermarket he had succumbedand ...ought a pair of black panties and a pair of black stockings which hewas now wearing underneath his other clothes.The Staff Nurse showed him round the ward. In the female locker room(they had no mens' one) she showed him the spare uniforms, explained howthey frequently had to change when they got blood or vomit on them butregretted that they had. But he could not take root in any of these; with chagrin, he found his masters invariably whimsical and irregular, constantly running about the country, or on the look-out for adventure. His last master, young Lord Longferry, Member of Parliament, after passing his nights in the Haymarket taverns, was too often brought home in the morning on policemen's shoulders. Passepartout, desirous of respecting the gentleman whom he served, ventured a mild remonstrance on such conduct; which, being. I wasgoing to loose it if I kept getting so turned on by my ownbody, but it was frighteningly wonderful.I finished getting ready. When I walked out of my room inmy strapless satin evening gown, the look on Dusty(s facewas everything I had hoped it would be and a bit more."You... You look exquisite." he stammered."Thanks." I said, and I gave him a small peck on the cheek.He was like a deer in headlights as a result of my gesture."Earth to Dusty! Come in, Dusty!" I said snapping him outof. We wisely backed out of what turned out to be the territory of a mother and her cubs. That was when we agreed that we’d had enough and climbed back down to end the hike.Having been particularly good about our exercise that morning, when we saw a Lenny’s, we were quite ready to stop in for a nice, greasy lunch. We ordered our food, which Shiraz paid for, since she had rich parents, something that I didn’t know just yet. I just knew that she seemed to have no shortage of cash flow. I wondered.