Miss Jackson is out here too. “Good afternoon, Emma,” says the woman who photographed all my privates close-up and sent me the prints. “Wow, ju...t as stunning as yesterday!” “Thanks,” I say to her, slowing but hoping I won’t have to stop. “I thought I’d do some work on my tan.” She nods and smiles, and I gather I needn’t stop for another naked conversation. When I reach the top of the steps, though, I feel as though all the world is watching me. A few of the other girls are already soaking up. ....................It was Saturday and I was sleeping in. My wife came in and woke me up withbreakfast in bed. She brought me some grain cereal, fresh oranges andstrawberries and a glass of grapefruit juice. I was very surprised at thissince it was not my birthday or our anniversary I hadn't expected anythinglike this at all. "What is this for?" Just because I love you and you are so very sweet." Oh, thanks." I kissed my wife and began to eat. She then walked over to thetelevision and pushed. We had no idea how it worked, but your girls confirmed it seemed that was where your energy was at its strongest, so it made sense. Now, however, we think it's both more complex and simpler than that. I think the reason why there's a gap in your brain isn't because of what is coming into your brain, as much as what was sucked out. This is going to sound crazy and completely unscientific, but let me explain it first. I suspect you somehow opened a portal to another dimension, and it essentially. She had never seen anyone dressed quite as the woman was. She wore a short satin dressing-gown, reaching only to the tops of her thighs and with only a button at the neck and no belt to hold it closed. Other than that she was completely naked, not even wearing slippers. As she walked her breasts and shaven cunt were clearly visible.When she had recovered from her shock, Tiggs asked, "Who are you and why are you dressed like that?"The woman replied quietly, "I am Princess Zubeydeh, mother to His.