Dort wartete ein der Eselskarren. Der Henker hob Margarethe auf den Karren und stieg neben sie. Er band sie am Karren fest. Ein Gehilfe f?hrte das Ges...pann durchs Tor auf die Stra?e. Hier warteten Soldaten als Eskorte, der P?bel f?llte die Gassen und dr?ngte sich und br?llte vor Begeisterung. Der Zug setzte sich in Bewegung und f?hrte zum kleinen Marktplatz.Der Henker hob das M?dchen vom Wagen. In der Mitte des Platz stand ein Ger?st mit einem Pfosten in der Mitte einer Plattform. Die Soldaten. Standing up again she threw her top on the bed and turned back towards her audience which had now grown to four. Her bra was next to be taken off as she reached behind and unclipped it. I could see her face reflected in the glass as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. It was obvious that this was already having an effect on her. She let her bra slip forward from her gorgeous soft breasts, exposing them to her appreciative spectators opposite, which had now grown to nine. I could tell that. " How much?" Five dollars." But ...surely it's worth more than that." Perhaps. But there is one little catch. When you buy this item, you buythe story that goes with it." You mean, you'll tell me the story? I guess, if it doesnt take muchtime." Not quite. You'll experience the story as if you were living it, tonightas you sleep."Part of the young man wanted to disbelieve her, but there was somethingabout her that made him wonder if it were true. He paid for the costume,and made his way. I'm not afraid to look stupid, I'm afraid that Iwill like it, and I'm afraid that others will see that I like it! I had amajor accident when I was a teenager. My mom caught me wearing one of herdresses. Ever since that accident I have been suppressing this part ofme. I was fighting my female side with my willpower, I just don't want itto come out."I will look stupid in the dress! Others will be able to see that I'm aguy," throwing my last argument."Do not be ridiculous. It will be after sunset.