Then I heard a gasp. She had her hand over her mouth and looked at me. ‘My wedding dress! It was boxed up to go to storage but it was still in the ...partment!’ Her attachment to her dress was deep. It was for me too. She had been drop dead gorgeous in that dress, and those were my daughter’s words to me at the occasion, but I agreed entirely. She looked at me hopefully. ‘I think it way too dangerous for us to go back, even for your dress. We may be able to work out some technique to get someone. We did think it was a damned co-incidence though"!Mike and Tom were looking puzzled at each other. As Faith got more excited she sounded less and less like the girl she appeared to be, masculine colloquialisms had started inflecting her vocabulary! She continued. "Well we were hardened hacks weren't we!" she said, as the men looked at each other in puzzlement again, "and her feeble threats were not going to stop us from pursuing our noble trade, so the following day the headlines appeared as. This was the fanatic side of Heather. Maybe the sweet and loving side could be resurrected sometime, but it wouldn't be today. "Sure," he said. "I'll have to have it back by the time school starts." Let's go get it," she said."We'd better get your car, while we're at it," John said."OK," she said in passing, getting in the car. "Floppies. I'm going to need lots of floppies. I've got a lot of data to download." I've got a few you can have," John replied as he got in and started the car. "Maybe. Then, I slowly squeezed her breasts. Then, doing this for 10 min, I started masturbating under my bed sheet. The, she made a slight movement and I saw a slight irritation in her face. I turned very frightened, and at once, removed my hand from her breast and closed my eyes. I slept as it is.The next morning, things went as it is. And at the night, I used to repeat this every day. This went on for nearly a week. Then, one fine Sunday morning, my parents and Rekha’s parents informed us that they.