‘Sarah? Oh my God. Are you okay?’ His voice cracked. He rolled over to face me, still shivering convulsively. ‘Shhhh, it’s okay Steven. It was...just a dream.’ I slowly stroked my hand along his cheek, trying to reassure him. ‘A dream? My God. The pain! They were hurting me. And you – you were… you were gone. And my sister… she was there. She was there! Where did she go?’ His voice, haggard with sleep and fear, cracked again. He started sobbing, a rough tearless cry welling up from his chest. He. (lucky that there were no drivers in the parking lot). We slowly kissed. We didn’t even utter a word.After a few kisses I kissed her neck when I heard her moan and she moved her hand through my hair.Then we looked at each other and I went back to sleep on her lap. And then from there I pressed her gigantic boobs. She removed the toppings from her blouse and her boobs were popping out.I raised my head a bit and began kissing her boobs. She removed all the pins from her blouse and her white bra. "What's it do?" she asked nervously, still not taking her eyesoff the bottle. The Old Man snapped, "It makes you beautiful. Isn't that whatbeauty wash is supposed to do?" Cassie looked away from the bottlefeeling rather stupid. "Each time you take a bath," The Old Manexplained patiently, "you put a drop of this into your bath water. Onlya drop each time. It isn't the quickest acting, but it is very reliableand gives you time to adjust to the changes." Cassie's eyes went back to. You, I mean she, I mean, this is SO confusing!" Yeah," Kathy sighed, "tell me about it!" Well, if you're going to this other dimension because it's running into us and stuff, why isn't everybody?" The professor says it's because they're kind of like big bubbles that just bump into each other and these," she searched for the word, "these 'portholes' only happen where they touch or something." So they're touching in your room here and in your, I mean her, room there, and that's why you're going.