" I had this weird dream." Emily replied."What is it sugar?" Michelle asked."These two lesbians handcuffed me, much like I am now, and threatened topa... me back for everything that I have said on my website. Don't you thingthat is the craziest thing you ever heard?" Oh, sugar, your night hasn't nearly gotten to a level of weirdness." What do you mean? And why is my breathing so constricted?" Ladies, could you join us?"As Stephanie and myself walked back into the room, I could see the look ofpure. I see a *second* girl's uniform inthe closet. Two? Emma! What the hell?! I see the rumba panties and thebikini top on the ground. I see the lace bra and near-matching pantiesdraped on my dresser. I see the somewhat ruined white panties I wore onFriday lying on my bed. On my bed? Dammit. I see the Mary-Janes and theschool socks. Yep. Lots of girl clothes in here.I walk to the closet and look at the two sets of school girl uniforms. Islide the two along the rail and find Emma's pink dress. Next. But it wasn't alien, it was human being. Female human being. Helpless female human being.Other things weren't 'right' too. There was no flesh at all viewable. Whatever it was, whoever it was was completely sealed in the seamless rubber. Completely shrink wrapped, completely moulded and completely imobalised in some kind of awful bondage. It was easy to see, the distinct shape of her arms, sealed behind her and down the length of her back, with the hands coming together. Even the distinct. He had lied to me, or at least not been as forthright as he should have been. It might have been that he didn’t realize how much I had fallen in love with him. So, he didn’t think the backstory was important. I hadn’t realized how hooked I was myself, until we got on the jet in Prague.One other option occurred to me; which was that John was just as much in love with me. If that was the case, then I could understand why he would want to wait until he had time to clarify the situation. It also.