They wanted to take some photos of it prior to the wedding, and prior to me wearing it. They should be back any minute. I thought you were them. What ...re you doing here anyway, Gary? Shouldn’t you be consoling the groom?” “Shane sent me here to give you the pre-ceremony gift.” Gary placed a hand on Vanessa’s bare shoulder to stop her from pacing. Applying a little pressure, he got her to turn to face him. “Are you okay? Take deep breaths… um… shouldn’t your bridesmaids be comforting you? Where. My silk dress clung to my teenage curves and trailed behind me like a milky slipstream. The warm wind isolated me from the music, the chatter, the clinking and clattering. It swept up the wash of sound and bailed it over the stern into the ship’s swirling wake.An albatross mewled and hovered like a ghost above me, while to the north a bank of fog, hundreds of feet high and miles across, stole silently upon us. I was reminded of a line from Coleridge’s most famous poem:'Twas right, said they,. His hands caressed me, as he kissed me so hard, my toes curled. “How’s about you getting comfy baby, I need to pee.”I scurried toward the bed, and quickly turned back the covers. I kicked off my shoes, slid off my jeans and panties, along with bra and t-shirt, and threw them on the floor. Hoping I could get into bed, before he entered the room. My whole body yearned for his touch, and I could not help but run my fingers through my pussy. I was already drenched, and my clit was out of the hood. He glanced at the clock. ‘Oops, time to put the potatoes on.’ He got up, taking his glass with him, and went back out to the kitchen. ‘Come and sit by me,’ said Sally, patting the sofa. I moved across. ‘So what do you need to know for your surprise?’ She hesitated. ‘So… Dad told me about how your clothes are, well, part of who you are, when you’re being like us.’ I nodded. ‘I did change them a little, when we went out once.’ Sally nodded. ‘Dad told me. But… is it possible, somehow, for you to.