It was a little chilly in the evening, my pink nipples were standing straight out on my egg shaped breasts. I was 16 now, celebrated my birthday by my...elf just a week ago. I stood in front of my uncles long door mirror, admiring myself, looking at my hairless pussy and my two perfectly shaped breasts. I pinched one of my nipples hard, giving it a little twist that made me gasp with pain and pleasure. I thought about my uncle, remembered the kiss he gave me earlier, and imagined what it would. Cadence shook her head. I still didn't know where we stood with the brigand, but he was making no move to disarm us. "Very well, take him away and hang him," Khan said. Two men grabbed Accomplice's arms behind him and marched him away."But you said I wouldn't die!" Accomplice shrieked."I said you wouldn't have a messy death with your throat slit. Hanging is much neater." We could hear his bellow and pleading for five minutes as he was dragged away. Eventually they went silent. Khan's man led. "Evacuate the area!" he heard above the screams and the wail of sirens.The stream of humanity moving away from the stricken buildings swelled into a flood, and it was all Pat could do to hold his ground as he pressed himself against a shattered storefront. He could see his reflection in the cracked plate glass window, and instinctively paused to adjust his wig and examine his profile to make sure he was still passable.Looking back at him was a dazed young woman, with strands of hair falling. I felt better knowing that lords and ladies had faced this challenge before me.“Thank you for easing my mind.”“On a different topic, I shall leave for Balance Hall tomorrow,” I said.“Why?”“Doubtless there will be a trial; a charge of Consorting with Demons would be an obvious step for anyone unhappy with our actions. I think we should file our own claim in the matter preemptively.”“You are probably right. So go to Oak Leaf and Lady Elizabeth can file the paperwork.”I wondered how much I could.