My red lingerie I was wearing to please the waiter was still out in the room and I was wondering if that was a good idea. I would not be an exception,... I saw other women the evenings before wearing even more daring lingerie than mine. Now I had the chance to wear it outside our bedroom was tempting. I looked at C waiting for some confirmation and he gave me “green light”! So no clothes, no dresses or skirts… I got exited already! I quickly searched for other stuff and found an other sexy black. I slowly found myself relaxing any tension I haddisappearedSabrina smiled as she watched her aunts transform me. Laughing as theysqueezed me into a corseted waist nipper. She smiled as I slipped on theRed blouse and Black Mini skirt. She watched in amazement as under heraunts ministrations with make up my male self disappeared, to bereplaced by a much more feminine version of myself. Sabrina remarkedthat it was as if I had been born a girl and a pretty girl at that. Theystyled the wig into a. In other words, I broke it at the worst possible place – typical of me,” she groused out. “Anyway, my wonderful husband got permission to use one of the General’s jets and its pilot to ferry the Healer and Jeff halfway across the U.S. to heal me.“It should have gone off without a hitch, and the Healer did a very thorough job, and as it turns out – maybe too thorough. Again, Jeff knew very little about her at the time, other than she was capable of healing truly terrible injuries. But while she. "Wha ... what are you doing here?" she asked. "Don't you hate me like everybody else?" I saw your car stuck here, and I was worried about you," he said. "Are you all right?" I think I scraped my knee and bruised myself when I fell down," she replied, a little touched that someone still showed some concern.John looked down at her legs, and could see that her pants were torn. "I'm not going to be able to get your car out," he said. "Let me take you home, and I'll call a tow truck." Thanks, John,".