The men were dressed in boiled leather armour and studded leather skull caps. They were all armed with pikes and long knives. Over their armour they w...re wearing a surcoat emblazoned with the crusader's cross. That didn't bode well for us. They challenged me in old French and I replied to them in kind. That startled them for a moment or two for it was obvious that they hadn't expected to encounter French speaking people here. I decided to use their surprise against them."Tell your lord," I. But I said “Sure some place far from work, that we can get high and no one from work can see us”. I don’t know what she was thinking but she replied.“Bla bla bla talk and talk and maybe I go commando.” Listen, I’m from Brazil, so I didn’t know for a fact that I understood that right, so I joke once again. “What!? You just ruined my day, I can’t work anymore, just picturing you like that!” Man, she got a little wild on the following emails and we exchanged emails back and forth that evening. You. But Gian will choose something exceptional for you that will enhance your camera presence. Now, would you like your make-up professionally applied?"I said "No" at the same time Janet said, "Yes!" I gave Janet a glare but she nodded in acceptance. Perhaps our definitions of necessary were different."So that is a yes. And your hair?" Alonzo toyed with the bouncy strands covering one of Janet's ears."No! Her hair looks fine." Had I shouted? Janet shot me a stare. I'd been too curt with my reply.. She reachedup to feel her breasts; not huge, but not tiny; probably about right forwhat was obviously a long, lean form. She tossed her head back and felther long hair lift upward. Oh, this was heaven, absolute heaven. Herfondest wish had come true. Now she just had to figure out who she was.And where she was.She was in a small room; there were comfortable couches, a small tableladen with food and beverages, and a large mirror on the wall. Shehurried over to the mirror to get a good look at her.