She was plastered to my back and I smiled when I realized just how close I had grown to this woman. If I weren't careful, she would literally grow ont... me.I thought back to the night before as I lay there, trying not to wake up Angela. It had been an incredibly sensual experience. While it wasn't the most sexually intense or outlandish thing we had done, it had something different that I couldn't quite place.My first thought was that I was in love and the feelings that had run through my body. I took the dress off its hanger and slid it over my head. It bunched up around my chest and I pulled it down over the slip. The extra layer of silky material gave me a feeling I had never experienced before. It was like being softly kissed all over my body, and the swish of the material in the skirt over the slip made my legs feel fresh and alive.My developing reverie was broken by Sheri's voice. "How are you doing in there? How is it fitting?" OK, I think," I managed to say. Being brought back. I smiled as I thought “my face is up here”, but his eyes were focused elsewhere. He was just a few feet from my gaping, naked pussy. I opened my legs a bit more, he looked at me and back again. Still holding the shoe to my foot, but not doing anything, just looking. I spread my legs even further, almost 90% split so he could see everything I had to offer. He gulped, looked at me and looked at the shoe and began to slowly put it on. When the first shoe was done, I handed him the other, shifted. It'll become a natural enoughcolour once she's been out of the tank a few days." Astonishing." The Secretary General shook his head in wonder. For once,there were no speeches.The Gypsy girl lived for a little over four weeks. Dr Alderton saw quitea lot of her, and they achieved a kind of rapport, although theircommunication was only rudimentary. It soon became clear that the cancershad spread and although her skin was now pristine, there was nothingthatcould be done to save her. It was "cancer.