Bloody hell I waswearing a bra! She had me step into the dress and it fastened so mucheasier and I could not deny that it enhanced my shape. Wait, I...was aguy, enhanced my shape? Well it did.Then she handed me a pair of new shoes, these were beige peep toe courtshoes with a 4 inch heel. I stepped into them. Instantly I was awareof the height difference but in the mirror I also noticed two otherthings, they matched the colour of my tights exactly and made my legslook astonishingly shapely. " The screen showed him being led away in handcuffs, distraught and surprised. Mary spared him no sympathy though. Her thoughts were on the beautiful beaches where she would spend the rest of her days leading a life of leisure.That night Mary looked at herself in the mirror as she got ready for bed. She was 26, rich, and beautiful. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. She smiled in her sleep.Mary shot up, startled. Something was wrong. She wasn't in her apartment. She was laying. She opened her book to the second page of chapter three and started reading about the history of India. As her eyes scanned the page her mind slipped away. Wondering where Billy lived, what he was doing right now, and most importantly whether he had a girlfriend or not. It's been almost two years since she last went out with a guy. She stopped dating after she broke up with her last boyfriend after she caught him making out with another girl. She started to believe all guys were the same and. .. ' – I can't say the rest, it feels like bad luck. I can vouch for the first part before she left the dorm, but as for the rest ... frankly I think she made some of it up.Belinda also let me read the other stories. I didn't like the ones with me in them; it was weird reading an 'I' and 'we' story (ED: We call that First Person Narrative, Roops. BL) where I was getting all of the attention. It's like having sex with yourself, but not in a good way. To make it up to me, Belinda promised to.