Well, here i am, new year new me, dinner was ok, the dress was ok, the lingerie suited me but it was a bit too small because by definition it’s not ...eant to handle all my ‘parts’ i have but i dont need… so i had a bit problems with that, not because i got erections, im not that kind of girl, but tucking for all night was a bit hard… he was ok, well dressed, smelled good, i made him have one of his ‘blue pills’ by putting it in my mouth and deepkissing him during dinner, also i bought him a cock. "What the..." the other words wouldn't follow. Brain freeze again."Hello Vanessa," she said in her own voice as she walked over in asensuous manner and sat in David's spot."What are you doing here?" I gasped. My eyes had to be playing trickson me."I'm your husband." Oh shit!" I said in astonishment."No shit, dear. I'm real." And Emily?"She quickly morphed into her. "I'm here, my love," she said in Emily'svoice.This was getting to be too much. I had to be hallucinating. Or be in abad dream or. Of course we had poor people in the area but it wasn't a ghetto as some areas in Bombay. Overall it was a life of a modest family. My mom stayed home as a housewife and my dad worked a decent labour job on the very opposite of the city. His schedule was a bit gruelling. He used to leave early in the morning and come home well into the night. This was mainly due to the long commute both to and from work.Upon hearing the creak of the door as it opened, I heard my mom yell, "Sunny!" My real name. .. where is the rest of it?” she asked. I showed her. There was not much.The dress was a custom design that was not fit for street wear. In fact, it was a stretch for an LA strip club. The design explained a lot about why I wanted her looks disguised - everyone was going to look closely at where that dragon was looking. It was inspired by that green J Lo dress from around the turn to the century, but that was just a first thought. Start with some really deep, multi-folded cape sleeves, like a.