Then we started having sex chat, phone sex, and even Video chats. Whenever we found our private time we used to indulge in video Sex. She has a figure...of 32-26-34. I asked her to let’s meet. After some reluctance, she agreed. I booked a hotel in Mumbai. I planned everything. She Flew in I went to Airport to pick her up. Unexpectedly she was a bit shy. We didn’t speak till we reached the hotel. I had planned for a dinner date.She was changing and asked me to face the wall. We were talking and. But there Drea was in a very pretty dress that matched the one Tracy waswearing, and both looked totally happy.Then it got even stranger.I got a tap on the shoulder, and turned to see a beautiful woman standingwith her arms open, and somehow, I recognised Wren Phoenix."But ... you died!" I cried."Don't worry about it, Dorothy. Come on, you're going to be late for thewedding!" Wedding? Whose wedding?" Why yours, of course." She said, and led me to a room where a bridalgown was waiting for me. . ”“Ok, top to bottom. Your dandruff is gone. Eyes I mentioned already. You had a small infection in your ear, and we repaired the damage from that as well as taking your hearing back to your teenaged ability. Teeth are all reset to brand new, no cavities or fillings. Your hypothyroid is fixed. Your weight loss should fix your sleep apnea. Your esophagus had some acid scarring, which is now fixed. You did NOT get an overall age reset, but we fixed your heart, and your bowels. You had some polyps. As I said, somewhat chubby, but pleasant to check out under the circumstances, there was something kind of sweet about the little bulge of cleavage between her big round breasts, the roll of her tummy, her little chubby fingers with tribal-style rings on each hand, the tattoo on one ankle, the little chubby toes in her flip-flops. From her feet I looked back up at her face-- and her eyes were open, staring at me."Busted," she whispered."Sorry," I said, my face flushing. "Not much else to do on.