I hope he feels better soon... and bless Mr. Rimbaud for protecting me outside the mosque... and please look after Mom and Dad and tell them not to wo...rry about me and that I love them very much... Amen.”Her voice choked as it always did at those final words. She quickly wiped away a tear with a clumsy hand. Despite the emotion Catherine felt better for having prayed. She was impressed that Allah understood English every bit as well as Arabic. At least that was what one of their tour guides. Shewas still confused about some of what they had said though. It seemed like theythought she was a transvestite or something. She didn?t know how that could be.She was a beautiful young woman. No one had ever mistaken her for a man before. ?Shut up and get in there!? Joe ordered as he shoved Yvette towardthe warehouse door. She had already lost one of her heels in the van though andwalking wasn?t too easy with just the one on. ?Owww. I?m going, I?m going.? Yvette shot back with a bittoo much. I set it up with the company I was working for that I needed the weekend off in a few weeks they said no problem I called my friend to let him know what weekend I was taking off he then set it up with his company to send him to our state that same weekend, now where he would deliver at was about an hour away from our house that's not to bad in the trucking industry. I let my wife know he was delivering his load on Thursday and could be at our house after he delivered. I had room to park trucks. "Some ladies wear those today, don't you know, keeps em in the proper posture." I can't dream of wearing this every day all day, and in this heat!" I said."Well Lasses were taught to wear them early on and were allowed no slumping." Just think, they traveled like this all the time, in corsets, in buggies, in the heat."Jake nodded at my breasts in clear view. "In more clothes than that."I tugged at the lace a bit. "And I'm in shorts!" I shook my head. "No way I could have done it." You could.