"It was Garrett's idea...I think." Timothy scooted himself back until hewas propped up against the headboard. I could see he had been frightenedand wa... willing to have some company for a while."Garrett again, really?" Yeah, well, you know how it is in dreams. It's your reality, andeverything makes its own kind of sense because you're there and for goodor bad, that's your universe." What happened?" I sat down on his little desk chair."I don't know where I was, but I was inside some building. I let my breasts fill the cups of her bra then pulled the straps onto my shoulders and hooked it in back. I slid my feet into her sexy shoes. But these weren't her lingerie anymore. They were mine. I took the green silk dress off from the hanger and put it on. It had an ankle length skirt and buttoned all the way up the front. I turned the collar down and pulled my hair out from under it. There were no more conflicts in my mind. I was a woman and my name was Diane and I felt like I had. Alex and I were seniors, and when we were sophomores, our school had a secret initiation for the freshmen. I had a big group of fifty, and these three girls were friends after initiation. Anyways, they were pretty hot, but weren’t as gifted, you could say, chest-wise as the goddesses drinking the beer.“What, is this some kind of sick party?” I asked Alex.“Nah, not really. You’ll see.”The three that just came dropped a 24 pack behind the bed across the room. I looked at Alex, who nonchalantly. "Whatever you want, baby. Yes," I said quickly.I listened to her part of the conversation."Harley? Yes. Wilson is OK with this so I guess I'm yours for the weekend.What's that?Oh, you remember I told you that Wilson likes to wear my panties and thingswhen I'm not around so this weekend I'm making him spend the entire weekendall dressed up as my girlfriend while I'm with you.Yes, he does make a pretty girl. Ok, here he is," she said handing me thephone. "He wants to talk to you."She watched me.