She brought a microphone stand out of the closet next to the stereo and fitted it with a beat-up Shure SM58, which she plugged into a preamp connected... to her stereo. Clearing the changer, she placed the CD she'd just burned in the tray, retracted the tray and pushed play. It began.The track kicked in with an out-of-control drum solo. Ron's eyes were agape. How the hell can she play like that? She used to fuck around a little in practice, but I had no idea, Ron thought. The solo ended with a. "Well, we can always edit his memories if you ask," Rowenna added."I know, but I truly hope you won't have to. Having you do it each time he meets you simply to conceal the fact that you don't age is necessary if a bit wearing at times," Dorry admitted."The offer I was allowed to make to Ketty is applicable for you and Olmer too," I said. "You'll have to fade from public view though, but can live a life away from the spotlight." We'll see, John. There hasn't been the pressure on us that Ketty. As we walked down the road Laura stated she was surprised by how well I handled high heels. I just told her I had plenty off practise. I could see guys take a glancing look at me as they passed. It felted great but scary at the same time. Laura assured me, their was no way they could tell I was a guy and that I looked great. In fact she said as a lesbian she was attracted to me. I didn’t truly relax until we entered the club. I wasn’t the only cross-dresser there. We sat at a small table. I finished him with two quick jabs while he stood with his hands to his shattered mouth and then walked toward the struggling pair with my musket dripping gore. The young man now had his arm around the woman's throat and was backing toward his jacket and weapon when she elbowed him in the gut and then turned, grabbed him at the shoulders and kneed him in the groin. He fell to his hands and knees, moaning, and she kicked at him until I grabbed her arm. She was crying and spitting, mad as she.