Abby’s comment brought Brad back to his senses from a light sleep. “Off in dreamland were you?” She asked coming to him.“Only dreaming about y...u my love,” he smiled kissing and hugging her tightly. She shrieked as he lifted her tiny frame off the floor and hugged her tight, “I love you!” He exclaimed brightly.“I love you too,” she replied wrinkling her brow at his sudden, though often show of affection. Brad still couldn’t believe his good fortune to be loved by such an incredibly smart and. Dan had never worn anything like this in the past. He asked his wife forhelp and she came through like a champ. But in the back of his mind, hethought about his Halloween costumes in the past. Before he met Anna,Halloween used to be his favorite holiday. Although just a part-timecrossdresser, Dan used to love going trick or treating or later in lifeto go to parties with his two sisters. They always dressed together sincethey were young and had a great time of it. Darla was a year older. When he finished he walked to the chuck wagon for his grub. The cook put his meager rations into an empty flour sack. The Indian tied the sack securely with a single rawhide strip. He then tied the bag around his waist. He walked to his pony then looked over at me. I knew then, and only then, were we ready to go. The Indian rode a small painted pony. It hardly seemed possible but the small pony was able to go longer than the old chestnut mare I rode. The mare was faster but the pony had more. And, yes, I'd have to say that I am still quite excited." Would you like me to take some photos of you, Ailis? What is your fantasy?" Well, there are several, really... I love to masturbate... and... um... oh, shite! my mind's gone completely blank! There's so much!"Jonathan and Freja laughed. "Whatever it is you'd like to do," said Jonathan, "I'd be happy to photograph it for you, if you want." Would you mind terribly photgraphing me masturbating? I can't get the image of Freja's photo out of.