She whimpered against me. Her hand pressed onto my chest, curling through my chest hairs.“Mmm,” she purred when she broke our kiss. “I missed yo..., Harry. I love you.”I smiled. I stretched out on my back, Rachel cuddling up beside me. A perfect, blue sky spread out before me. I held her and smiled. This was a wonderful dream. I idly stroked her shoulder, her hand caressing my chest.Fingers twined through my chest hairs. Her lips nibbled against the side of my jaw. I turned to her and found her. "Of course I wasn't able to wearit at home," I explained, "and, in fact, I'm not going to wear it at allfor the foreseeable future." I then explained to Gavin what I had decidedwhilst in Scarborough. (Of course I omitted any reference to my feelingsfor him/Gloria.) Not surprisingly he was very hurt, blaming himself forencouraging me to cross-dress. I hasten to reassure him that it wasn'tthat I hadn't enjoyed dressing; but that as everything had happened sofast, I needed time and space to be. . That is an interesting program, do you mind if I take it!" Hiram said."What! But you can't just..." Cynthia said and then watched as the program returned her own address on to the screen."Do not attempt to do that again. Your program will be blocked from working again! If you attempt to disrupt the traffic flow again your system will be destructed!" Hiram told them."You can't do that! It's not possible!" CJ said."I assure you, it is quite possible. I will tell you again. Leave the systems. Once we left town though, things were different. Rissa didn't exactly slow down though. Her conquests were becoming something of a concern to me, though I never said so. She would go out to a party, and then come back home with what seemed like a random man late at night. I often knew nothing about it until the pair of them woke me with their rampant activities across the room. Yes, sometimes I liked that, I admit, and it wasn't unusual for the three of us to come in unison. I always told Rissa.