I put the small overnight bag on her bed andtook the large garment bag to her closet. I hung it up and then openedit for the first time.There it was! ...t was her wedding dress. It was the same one she wore -the same one I had touched on her body. She had been walking down thechurch aisle in the very same dress not 24 hours earlier! It was thedress I should have worn as the bride I had dreamed of being for solong. I just felt it and admired it for a few minutes. I caressed it'ssoft femininity.. ..Tanya's face was an utter mess. Her mascara blackened eyes were full of tears. She had been crying. Her pretty face was beat red and showed signs of strain from having her head down in the tub for so long. Her nose was stuffed up. Her knees were red and roughed up from the vigorous rubbing on the hardwood floor and she was completely out of breath. Tanya sat back on her heels, Beth's tight panties still pulled to one side, as my cum oozed from her well pounded butt. Her chest slowly heaving. If you do anything other than that, you can kiss goodbyeto any chance of getting these clothes off me later. Understand?" "Yep," Dave said, knowing that he probably had no such chance, but not wantingto risk it. She released him, and he put on the bra and jumper. The jumperwas a thick one, with a hood and a pouchlike pocket at the front. Hannah cuffedone of Dave's hands, and pushed it into the pouch. She pulled the other handcuffout the other side, and cuffed his other hand with it. Dave put. .." She was quiet for a few moments."I was thirty-one years old and living in New York City, when I fell asleep driving home from working twenty-four straight hours on a project at work. I woke up in the body of a ten year old girl. She was killed in an auto accident, because her mother was a lush, and her father is a bastard."When I woke up I wanted to scream bloody murder, so I did, and the nurses took it as shock and grief from the accident and doped me up. Her – me – you know – Angel's.