"Hi." Hi," I responded. She was wearing a tee shirt, tiny shorts and running shoes. I took her gym bag. "You look lovely." Thank you."We were both ner...ous. I gave her a little kiss."Thanks. Is there any of the white wine in the fridge?" Let's look." I put the bag at the foot of the stairs and took her hand. It was a bit moist.There was a half-bottle. I fetched two glasses and poured. "To us!" To us."I picked up her free hand and kissed it. "I love you very much. Don't be afraid." I'm not. The make-up, the hair and the clothes disguised the real Sandy, the girl in front of me was almost a stranger, a very appealing stranger. She beamed her pleasure at my stuttering assessment then spun toward the changing room. I watched her back as she left, the bare skin between the jeans and the hem of the shirt only enhanced the way her butt rocked under the tight jeans as she padded away on bare feet. My sinful thoughts blackened my heart and filled my cock even more so I took a deep breath. With Gretchen's help, Mommie pulled up myskirt, pulled down my panties, and put it on me, encircling my privateparts. She pressed a button on the small remote that came with it and Icollapsed in pain, writhing on the floor. Hearing the sound of theirgiggles, I passed out.The next morning, Mommie threatened me with the pink remote and told me totake the garbage out to the street. I was engulfed in agony about sixfeet from the street. After explaining that the same thing would happenall. I won't describe those meetings now, as the ways I'll do it had too many similarities to what's already been described and what will be described for another category below.After my shocking reappearance to my family, I'll have to find ways to formally come back to life. I prefer not to brute force my return in these dimensions by editing everyone's minds and all the necessary records to be consistent with my having been alive the whole time. That there are over 100 billion such dimensions.