Speak? finished the large toy. I was totally stunned, but still found the strength to nod. There was another chuckle. Of course I spoke. Who else coul... it be? I did not answer. Instead, I asked a question of my own. But h&hellip, how? The vibrator yet again chuckled. Its your fantasy, not mine. Good point. Still, I could not help but be totally freaked out by the oddity of my fantasy. However, I soon forgot all about that. Are you going to stand there all day or are we going to get this party. He shrieked, and, when the boxers were finally in place, grabbed at hisvast, dancing bosoms."Those are quite some platforms that you're wearing" Frank said. "I'mamazed that you can walk at all."Gerry looked down at the huge shoes that kept him eye-level with Frank,and swayed slightly unsteadily."But I suppose you got used to that in your previous job," Frank smiled,pulling something from an inside pocket. "Sheila somehow even managed totrack down your real name" He unfolded the paper, showing. He had been having a conversation with some old friends when she walked in and stood near the wall next to the painting he had been drawn to look at all night. Now he wasn’t looking at the painting. He was looking at her. Her. Caden. He had asked Collin if anyone interesting was going to be at his ‘little’ get together and Collin had come back with a list of names that would definitely be attending but he had failed to mention that Caden was going to be present. Perhaps he thought that if. Before me was a woman with a short, stylish, wavy hairstyle, with big loop earings, multiple chains around her neck and rings on every finger save one….the one she normal wears her wedding ring on. Apparently Nadine had gone to the salon during the afternoon and changed her entire look. Previously she wore her hair mostly straight in varying lengths…from almost down to her waist to shoulder length. Never short or even up. This was a radical departure. She was very stylish and sexy and the dress.