And now so are you. Just a gay woman. My ideal partner."This was too much to take in. I felt the blood drain from my head and Icollapsed.I woke up in ... huge four poster bed. Everything in the room was cream,magnolia or pale pink. It was all very tasteful looking. My clothes feltstrange. When I looked under the duvet I saw they had been changed. To acute (cute?), short, pink nightdress. Emily was sat on the side of thebed."How long was I out for?" I asked."About an hour," she replied."And you. "You see? You see, gentlemen? Perfection from conquered Minoa! Perfection! Note the ripe fullness... the luscious texture... the proud erectness! Where have you ever seen such succulent- looking raisins as these?"To Helen's horrified amazement, Vanessa brushed each of the darkening nipples with her fingertips."Oh!" she cried impulsively. "OoH! No!" She squirmed, her shoulders pressed against the bars. "Don't!" She winced at the jolt of pleasure the touch sent through her.Vanessa winked at her. More of that time-delay tranquilizerkicking in I supposed. I felt zonked out. I closed my eyes.When I woke I was momentarily baffled about where I was. Under adryer with a magazine open in my lap. I was reading about fallfashions. I looked around, a woman was next to me. Good heavens, it was Amy! I looked again! Amy! My wife Amy sitting calmly alongside me,also under a dryer! She was looking down at the magazine in mylap. I looked away quickly."What a coincidence," she said. "Just. I figured there was something special about him. She introduced him and I shook his hand. Doug was very nervous and, as the next song started, I told them to go dance while I got a round of drinks. At the bar, I bought three mixed drinks. I was nervous, thinking why did she introduce me to him? Does she like this guy? Does she want to fuck him? We'd talked about taking this fetish further one of these days, it just depended on the right guy. Was he the one? When the dance finished we sat down.