A soft satin, it hung loosely on me, to just past my knees. But it was not doing so, I stood up and it came up over my knees, almost to mid-thigh. And...was so tight it felt like it was constricting my breasts.I looked around some more, seeing things that I knew in my mind for the first time. And realizing for the first time in over a decade and a half I was seeing! I looked down my body, and felt down my body.Well, I ain’t no 32B anymore, these are damned near 36D. And I was no longer 5’2”, I. “We just came for some bagels,” Sherry said.John looked up at both of us, but didn’t say a word.“These bagels are wonderful,” Mary said. “John already had three.” She turned to John, “Tell Pete what you said about the bagels.”John looked up, but didn’t say anything and seemed to be sulking. There was an awkward silence while Sherry started slicing two bagels.Mary turned to me, “He said if he can farm like he bakes bagels, things will be okay.”I looked at John when Mary said that and he looked. I had to peel off all the latex and makeup, steam in the shower for half an hour to clear my pores of all the pollutants, and reapply my Deb look. Tom said he liked it at the game last week. I hope he still thinks so. I brushed my teeth and gargled about 20 times to get the butterscotch phlegm out of my throat. I put my new brown wig on, puffed up my curls, and dressed for a night on the town. Then I went downstairs, caught a cab, and was home by six-thirty. Tom was there to pick me up at seven. The four of us met for brunch. It was interesting being in a crowded restaurant, filled with people taking a break from their work day. Really sexy knowing that e the four of us were having a meal before we were to retreat to our place for an afternoon of hardcore sex. We chatted about work, life, family and some swinging stories since we last met. We finished our meal and the waiter brought the check, we paid & headed back to our place.Once home I needed to address some emergent work.