Someone had wed there – or was supposed to. I could not quite remember who.It was another five minutes of driving before we arrived at the main hous.... I looked at it and tried to fit it into my memories of growing up. Architecturally, it was a blend of old and new, traditional designs and modern technology. It was very Japanese with long covered walkways leading from room to room and bordering Zen gardens throughout. The front half of the building was one level including the formal main hall,. ”“Fah real.”“Yeah. I’m serious.”“Okay cool!”Ced pulled in the parking lot of his hotel. He handed a keycard to the coach and said, “Go in to Room 127. Text when you shut the door, but don’t put the latch on.”The dance instructor shot back, “Okay!”Ced got the text. He exited the vehicle.When Ced opened the door the coach was sitting on the couch that was in the room.Ced announced, “Let’s have another drink.”The older coach slurred, “I’m already lit. I don’t need another. Plus I really gotta get. By the time she left the shower she felt like she could function around the pain. By the time she sat on her rocking chair on the back porch, nude but for her baseball cap, she felt as good as she would ever get. Her coffee, her view of the pretty little lake from her porch, the soft breeze all allowed her to ease back into near normalcy. That was when she recalled her vivid dream about aliens. She smiled at herself when she realized that she missed the fantasy aliens. ‘Maybe in my next dream. I made herlunch, then set her breakfast out on the table. When she had beguneating, I headed upstairs and pulled out my black, high-waisted pantyand a pair of nude pantyhose, stripped my lower body, and pulled themboth on, tucking myself firmly into the crotch of the waist-cinchingpanty.I then put my male socks, pants, and shoes back on and waited for mydaughter to finish getting ready for school. I walked her to the school(only two and a half blocks), then hurried home. I had at least an.