Several dresses were hung, and a man's suit. All were threadbare and old, except the wedding dress. It was white lace, quite lovely, and protected in ... clear garment bag. It seemed about the right size for the girl.Fiorella found little of interest, except an iPod. Its battery was dead. Lauren found only bugs.We left.I cast again. I scanned the other apartments. Across the hall, one was occupied. A man. I went and knocked.He answered the door. He was tall and fat, but that jolly sort of fat. "Do i have to?" i asked."Yes, Now come!" she replied back firmly.So i slowly moved towards her, and she took my hand, and then led me through a brightly lit door.A moment later i found my self in an unfamiliar house i had never been in before, before the ghost of Christmas present led me up the stairs, and to a door at the end of the hallway.She then gestured for me to open it, and i gently pushed it open and peered in.I then saw, lying on a bed, was my old girlfriend Beth, a little older but. I wanted him to crawl to me. Here was this gorgeous man who seemed to have no need for me. I realized that he wasn't going to walk to me much less crawl. I ran from the house. I stood outside crying and he came to me and gently took me in his arms. What he said then froze my blood and finally brought me completely to my senses."He comforted me like you would a child, not like a lover. He said he understood that I thought I was right. He said that I should return inside for my parents and leave!. From here on, I just wanted to curl up in my seat and sleep. Not that I was tired, but I really felt embarrassed and ashamed at my thoughts. I just hoped that Dave did not want to talk, but I was wrong!"Carl, did you know that boyfriends buy more intimate apparel for their girlfriends than the girlfriends do for themselves?" "No, I never realized that." Yes," he went on to say. "Girlfriends will ask their boyfriends to buy them intimate apparel. This is a real turn-on for a woman. They believe.