It's something I need to work on.Elizabeth took a deep breath and started to cry. In all honesty, I believe she had cried more in the past six months ...than in the previous 30 years."Are you ever going to call me Ellie again?" she asked out of the blue."What?" I asked, still peeved. "I call you Ellie all the time!" No, you don't," she answered. She still had tears in her eyes but they were looking at the ground. "It's always Elizabeth now. It has been since the Task Force stuff came out."I. "she said"Oh no problem, I wanted to come, ive been excited all week." Good, let me show you around."she saidShe grabbed my hand as we walked towards the front door.We got to the front door and opened it. I was amazed at the size of this cottage. It was gorgeous. The main floor was completely open. The family room connected to the kitchen, the kitchen connected to the dining room. All under an 18 ft ceiling. "Come on ill show you your room" Jenny saidShe pulled me up this great big and long. Admiral Teller stepped forward to make his manners. When he approached, Teller bowed to young woman. Jake groaned, that meant she was one of the high nobility. This was not going to be good. To his further amazement six more women exited the launch with Admiral Jones’ assistance. Jake took a moment to look them over. They were all dressed in what he thought was called a riding dress. The dress was more like a pair of pants on the lower half. With wide pleated legs that looked like a single. The tank was empty.Cheryl looked pale. She was decidedly skinny, and had no breasts. The dark pubic hair between her legs prevented Deirdre from seeing if anything was underneath. She didn't say anything. Clearly, something was wrong."Cheryl?" she said to herself. She answered her own question, apparently."Yes, Jeffrey, I'm here."Both had the same, high-pitched voice.Cheryl looked at herself. "Cheryl! What happened?? We're female!!" You'll know in a few minutes," she answered herself. She was.