All traces of buttons on his shirt had nowvanished, the garment now wrapping itself tightly around his (smaller?)waist and then splitting a few inches...below his collarbone. Yes, hiswaist was definitely now smaller, and so was his ribcage.Pete felt overwhelmed. This should not be happening. Should. Not. Be.Happening. His breathing grew shallow and he began to worry that hemight pass out. Maybe he even did lose consciousness for a moment, butof course, he was held in place by the energy wave.. I finally turned the resume to the first page and gasped. Jenna Makiakros!! The door knocked and I choked a sound. And then before me the evil queen of my lustful dreams was there. As I had had the slightest advantage of knowing whom I was meeting by seconds, I settled for the coldest look I had as she gaped at me in stunning surprise. She looked incredible. She wore an ice blue dress with a black cardigan and very soft pumps. Her beautiful tresses were pinned up into an exotic bun and I. `I asked him where was John and he waved a hand saying that he worked nights 3 days a week and here we are thats the on/off swich, thats the timer and if I wanted to go nude then feel free as we were all men and he had seen it all before and with that off he went leaving me somewhat speechless.On that first occasion I most certainly did not go nude, Stuart came up a couple of times to check everything was ok, disturbingly he would stand close to the sunbed whilst talking which allowed me to see. I feel a strange familiarity at those times with a woman whose face I've never seen clearly, as if I'm showing her films from my own, private library.Making this more ironic is that I can't even hear these films I show her most of the time. The Vitalux wheezes and flickers like it's caught some exotic fever like Bogart in The African Queen. This isn't new. The machine rattled like it would shake itself to pieces the first time I turned it on. Once a month, a specialist comes in to look at it,.