The plastic was removedand at last Lance could see, but his mind couldn't comprehend what he wasseeing. It seemed he was standing in a clothes rack an... there was a silkysmooth blue blouse directly in front of him. He looked down and washorrified to discover that he too, was a silky smooth blue blouse. Lancescreamed, or he would have if he had a mouth. Somehow he could see, hear,feel, and think but his body was now a woman's blouse. He was trying tofigure out what went wrong, he hadn't wished. ‘You still sound a little out of it and I don’t want to spend my wedding night lying beside a passed out, groggy husband. Dan promised to give me a personal tour of the ship! Isn’t that nice of him? Feel better honey, don’t wait up, bye.’ Great! Not only was I sick, dizzy and incapacitated, but my wife was out living it up with one of the ships crew! Could this night get any worse? I dozed off to sleep again, unable to stay awake from the effects of the Compazine. It must have been about four. ”“Then let’s go get it,” said the man, smiling.They’d brought a van with them, one of those smallish looking ones like they have a lot of in England, and they stuffed us all in the back of that. One policeman sat in there with us and made it clear there would be no talking.When we got to the hotel, the guy who had been driving opened up the back and looked at me.“Let’s go,” he said. “Just you.”“Can you take these off?” I asked, turning to show him my cuffs.“No. Don’t worry. You can just tell me. Amy's date didn't last much longer. The sex for both of us was over too quickly. They drove the two of us back to my place.My mom was out of town with one of her girlfriends. So we had the place to ourselves. I suggested that Amy call her parents and see if she could sleep over. She liked that idea, made the call, and got approval.We were sitting on the sofa watching some dumb movie when I noticed that Amy's hand was rubbing the front of her panties. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be.