I helped Angie remove hair insome hard-to-reach places, she shaped my eye-brows and so on. Eventuallywe were happy, Angie looking radiant in blonde wi...h very black eye make-up and scarlet lips, a tight silk blouse, hobble skirt, black stockingsand stilettos matching the colour of her lips. I chose to be brunettewith similar striking make-up and pearl silk blouse over some very largebreast-forms which gave me a wonderful bounce as I walked, a black mini-skirt that just covered my seamed stocking. .for now," she paused for a moment. "Oh, and I just want to say how lovely your hair looks. It's so...Jennifer Anniston."After she'd left, Nick hastily unlocked his bottom desk drawer and withdrew a large round hand mirror. Holding it up to his face, he turned his head to see just how long his hair was. His severe corporate pony tail now curved into space and grazed his back. He stripped off the tie that held it back and shook it out. It fell limply around his face, framing his now girlish face. "I'll stay," the priestess answered.My mind turned to another topic, "What of the prisoner?"Holly's lips twitched, and she said, "He is awake and under guard." Fine he goes today. Holly, you will see to his care," I commanded. Holly was too exhausted to fight me as we walked to see him. Holly broke off from me to tend a man.The Count's dark eyes caught mine, and he said, "You must be Lord Solon."I offered a slight bow, examining his ornately embroidered shirt that was fastened in place with a. . I... You really mean that?" Of course I do." Randy said surprised. "I've always considered you like a Mother to me. Always!" "You don't know how much that means to me, Randy." She was crying openly now, completely overcome with emotion. Randy moved to her and held her. She took the embrace gratefully. There would be few caring embraces like this for a very long time. She would have to start hoarding them greedily. "I wish my children felt the way you do," she said. It was a pitiful moment but.