However, we did get a chance to dress again some two months later.After the wedding, my cousin Peter returned home, and we could only keep in touch by...writing to each other, which we did regularly, always referring to each other as Anna and Alice.I did manage to see the photographs of the wedding, and gazed enraptured at the sight of us both as pretty girls in our satin dresses. The memory remained clearly in my mind, and each night I returned in my dreams, once again floating in a cloud of. Sitting in my room I started getting ready for bed, whenI realized all my nities were still over in storage. So with a giggle Istripped down to my bra and panties, then pulled on a long oversized T-shirt.I was still a bit self-conscious in the morning as I woke up before Daveand made my way to the bathroom. As usual I shaved my face at the sink,then again in the shower. It usually gave me a longer lasting, smootherface to work with. As I lathered up in the shower I felt of my legs. Ithad been. The first man reached her and Jennifer kicked out at him, trying to cover her nakedness. She caught the man in the groin, and he doubled over. And then they were all around her. She fought back as hard as she could, but then one man struck her across the face, hard.Jennifer cried out, and began to sob, hysterically. The men suddenly backed off. She looked up, hardly believing they had stopped. But they had only stopped to pull down their pants, and take off their shirts. Each had a huge hard. My last exam on Thursday was Latin. I was all on my own for that. Nanette said she’d go over my vocabulary and sentences on Monday with me. She’d had enough Latin in her PT education that she could at least spot errors and coach me through proper pronunciation.After lunch Thursday, there would be an assembly to recognize the seniors and hand out attendance awards or some such silliness.Nanette and Sophie returned at six with boxes of pizza. They also went around the room and made sure each of.