"That's not strange. You two are talking to your unborn daughter! That's strange!"I am glad we cleared the air. That issue did need to be resolved. No..., I'm going to get on with the rest of my day." She smiled as she left.We read mail and returned calls until lunch. We went out to a local restaurant. A number of people asked us if our vacation had been successful. Obviously, our plan seemed to be common knowledge in town. I just smiled and said, "We believe it was very successful. Thanks."We. "Didyou enjoy that as much as me? Thought not, how could you sissy! Well Icame thinking about you sucking a mans cock while I am being screwed by areal man!" She put the light out and turned to sleep. I hardly slept atall, not being very comfortable sat upright in the chair and all thethoughts of the evening going through my mind.Her alarm went off and she came over and undid my bonds. "Get downstairsand make me a coffee, Missy!" I stood up aching from how I beenpositioned all night and nearly. .. Then we’re looking at a build-up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by ... Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures ... And finally we’re floating over the dull terraced houses and occasional grim tower-block of a northern English city. Over allotments, over a slow-moving river, dropping down toward a figure dressed in white.As we drop to almost street level, we see that the figure in white is. I am twenty-one years old. We are in the student center. Meg’s hair is long and voluminous. She wearing black slacks and a pale pink sweaterIt’s been over a year since we spoke. We haven’t seen one another. We haven’t talked on the phone. We haven’t communicated at all. She is standing with a group of Indian students. I’m walking alone when I see her. I pass and circle back to make sure it’s her. She doesn’t see me. I don’t approach. I circle back a second time. I find a friend.