Instead I was forced to sit behind Anarion on his horse, a huge black stallion named Goliath who—I should add—was no fonder of me than his master ...as.There was little said between any of us. Quinlan and Anarion had long transcended the need for idle chatter, and my 'master' and I said as little to each other as possible. The enormity of Quinlan's words and the changes that my life had undergone, more than ill temper or discomfort from my virgin experience upon horseback, robbed me of any desire. . You know, I bet I can get my Cecily to giveup more than--"She was interrupted by the dining room door swinging open as Rosy andCecily (as they were now called!) minced in with the hot, sweet-smellingbreakfast.The men laughed derisively to see how the pair were dressed. Rosy had abig bow at her neck, and smaller ones at each elbow, plus shoes withthree inch spike heels. That was his only clothing. He was wearing ashort wig, all tight curls, and it was bright orange. His genitals hadbeen. More

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