You’ve been dragging me through your dreams. Now let me take you through one of mine.”“What?”“Isn’t it easier to imagine that you are asle...p in bed and I was just a dream playing in your head? That’s what you’ve been doing. Believing it’s all a dream and you are safe in bed—no witches, no ghosts, no dreams-come-true.”“It could be that,” he sighed. She was close to him in the water now. Their bodies slid sleekly past each other, brushing in the slow current.“I know what kind of dream you’re. ..?Did Mistress Melissa intend to ...?In a gesture which brought shocked gasps from both Simon and hisprecious Miss Linda, Mistress Melissa grasped Linda's hand and laid thechain with its attached golden key into her outstretched palm. Then totheir further astonishment ..."This key -- and all that it represents -- is now yours Miss Linda. Itrust you will use it as it is intended -- but wisely. It is a greatresponsibility," she cautioned as she continued to stroke Simon to utterdistraction. . . nice. All the pampering over the last twodays was really special for me. I kind of loved being fussed over andMarie was so nice to me. My body is so smooth now, too. It's reallysensitive and the clothes that I'm wearing are so much nicer than my boyclothes. I like the softness of this polo shirt a lot. I never felt thatin my old ones. And this skirt makes me feel... well, I guess I feelpretty. I can't stop looking at myself in the mirror, mom. No one evernoticed Chris, but, mommy, no one can. We started off at size 12 for suspender belts and knickers; 16 or 18 was needed to hold us in comfortably. Bras were weird; no two were ever the same! Camisoles and basques were easy to buy, as the previous size 16-18 were very forgiving. And so, I slowly built up a collection of lovely lingerie. As soon as I got in from work, I would quickly devour my evening meal, bathe, and then encase myself in the lovely lingerie, engaging in multiple wanks before I would fall into bed, spent and.