“Oh my God! I can’t go out like this! I look like, like...”“Yes, you do, don’t you!” laughed Georgia. “Remember, that’s why you’re g...ing on this vacation? For a break without your family around? Stop bitching and put your shoes back on. You’ll be fine.” She went to her closet and pulled out a pair of medium-heel sandals for herself.Barbara groaned again but complied, slipping her pumps back on. Looking at herself in the mirror again, she commented, “Jesus, I didn’t dress like this in high. It was a female voice, soft and mellow. It seemed to come from both within me and yet outside me. “I have come to complete the union you have longed for.” A misty shape formed beside my bed. I could not see who or what it was at first, then slowly it resolved itself into a woman, yet none that I knew or had experienced in life. She was naked and beautiful – very beautiful. She was all the fantasies I had ever had of women, yet beyond all of them in her loveliness. Light seemed to emanate from. I turn and find myself up against your chest. The sudden movement and a rogue breeze causes the gondola to sway wildly, you grab my hips to keep me from falling as I lose my balance. My hands land on your chest, trying to keep some distance between us. I feel solid muscle through your thin shirt and my eyes widen, realizing what is hidden beneath your clothes. Your hands move back to slide over my ass, gripping tightly through my short skirt. I need no further encouragement, my hands drop lower. It might have looked funny but this wasn't a time for humor. I had just gotten a green light.I moved my hand onto her shirt just below her breast and was going to caress whatever I could find there through it. But before I did, she pulled her shirt tail out from under my hand so it lay on her tummy. Of course, I moved my hand up to find the real thing; warm, silky-soft, slightly damp from perspiration and body lotion. Sweet and petite. I lifted it from below and caressed it. There was her.