The face of Cady in the mirrorlooked flushed.I took the hand away from the damp softness, braced myself against thewall, and took three long breaths. ...The fantastically freckly boobs movedup and down as I did. This was, without a doubt, one of the mostsextastic bodies on earth. Only I had no idea what I was doing in it."I need to get a better look at this," I said in that throaty, stick-it-to-me-now voice.I walked slowly to the door of my room, feeling not just the sway of mybreasts, but that. Water and bread were served, but I took the first opportunity possible to slip out to the bathroom to check my outfit. I almost used the men's by mistake, before tottering into the ladies and checking in the mirror to see that my wig and makeup were OK. To my surprise, I was starting to see why nobody had commented - in the mirror I saw a young woman; perhaps not the most attractive, but with a certain cuteness about her. I was actually looking far more like 'Jane' than 'John'! I carefully. Sorry." For what?" Getting sick."Aislin smiled. "If you get better, I'll forgive you."Mistress Gillian, ordered to help Aislin, had watched the gentlewomanwith interest. Twenty years ago, a wife of a soldier on campaign, shehad spent most of her time assisting the Kings Healers.At first, she didn't understand why the young woman, who Sir Nevan hadbeen courting, had been summoned to heal the sick members of the Castle.However, as Milady Aislin entering the Great Hall, dressed in white witha. When he was properly trussed, Tom and I went to the old office that was built inside his uncle’s barn and passed a flask of bourbon between us. We sat exchanging small talk and stories until we began to hear moans and mumbling coming from the main part of the barn.We headed back out to attend to the task at hand; I turned the cameras on and checked the sound equipment. Giving him the thumbs up and tossing him the ski mask, I watched his sinister grin disappear below the dark cotton fabric..