I looked down. I saw this elegant shoe with myexposed purple toe nails. So pretty.I was giddy. Was I enjoying this too much? Maybe. Up until now ...'vebeen "All-In" on being Christina. There's no point in stopping now.These will look great with my dress.So I got the shoes. Mom paid for them.After that we ate lunch at the food court. Mom. Cindy and I talked aboutthe dance, about Chase, the boy Cindy was meeting at prom to be her"date," I was enjoying the girls afternoon out. I've been out. Pink lip liner, a lighter pink lipstick and gloss made hislips positively glisten and look oh so kissable.Tim looked embarassed. He told me that when Margaret showed him theresult in the mirror, he couldn't believe his eyes. He not only passedas a woman, but he made a lovely woman at that! I told him he lookedgorgeous, but a bride doesn't wear jeans, does she? And so Tim'sdressing as a bride commenced. I told him that calling him Tim was notappropriate now. So i jokingly called him Tina and. When I peeked out the hut door I was surprised tosee no guards posted, keeping watch. What I did see was a market withstands and people shopping. I gathered up my courage enough to ventureoutside and quickly spotted my colleague, John. He too was transformedinto a small sex doll slave but he was with his new owner. Like therest of the slaves out with their owners he was tethered by the neck totheir master's ankle. The leash was just short enough to force theslaves to follow closely in. “It seems strange that Monks would run an inn. Or that an inn would be the chosen place of home and worship for monks. Whichever it is.” “It is both,” Ricard explained. “We of the Brotherhood are an order devoted to offering shelter and succor to travelers. It is our mission and our sworn duty as followers of Sren, who is the father of all travelers and nomads. “Our Brotherhood make our homes and worship halls in remote places that see many travelers coming and going. We host inns and lodgings.