“Fourteen years,” I responded. “Fourteen happy years?” Betty asked. It was as if Betty was trying to gauge the state of our marital bliss, ju...t like I had done to her. “Fourteen years,” I responded. “I guess happiness is relative,” Betty remarked. “No marriage is perfect,” I remarked. “Tom and I do our best to make it work,” Betty responded, “But sometimes, it seems like we are both from distant worlds.” I could relate exactly to what Betty was saying. “I love my wife,” I responded. “But. Since Simon had dumped me out of the blue, several months earlier, I'd decided to give myself one big makeover. Two weeks in Spain had given me a beautiful golden glow and it was about time I treated myself to some sexy lingerie.From the outside, the boutique looked like someone's house. The front door was imposing and black, with a doorbell. My friend at work had recommended it. The mannequin in the window wore high cut silk French knickers in soft pink and a matching push up bra with a. Confused, Olivia looked out at the others. Tina was on her knees beside her. Her bikini was riddled with holes from the rain. Her breast flesh and long erect nipples were sticking out through the material. Tina's bikini suddenly fell off her. They called her Tiny Tina because she was completely flat chested. Tina was holding her CC breasts as confused as Olivia was. Tina was also only three feet tall, but she didn't seem aware that she had shrunk. She seemed more concerned about her breasts.. She wondered what could be making such a bright, unusual glow. Finally, she could stand it no longer. She balled up her dress in her fists and began to take small, hesitant steps into the cold water. Perhaps it was a treasure of some sort, she thought to herself. Wouldn’t her mother and father be so happy with her if she made the family’s fortune?With each step, the water level grew a little deeper. One more step and she was almost up to her knees. She couldn’t quite make out what was lying on.