In milliseconds, they both realized what had happened and tried again. No rings ... dead air ... a tentative Hello and a return Hello, also tentative....Vee?" asked the Commissioner."Commissioner?" asked Vee.There was just enough space between inquiries for them to be satisfied."Princess?" sighed Mr. Zalewski. "How may I help you?" Don't fire your secretary," Vee said. "I imagine I panicked her." You did that ... for sure," Gary said. "She's in tears ... I can hear her sobbing through my office. It reflected off the glossy cover of that strange Werewoman book I had set down earlier.Gliding down the hall towards my bathroom, unfastening my belt and kicking off my shoes as I went, I felt a faint arousal building within me. The feeling seems to be different than the usual urgent need for relief centered around my penis. Instead it covered a million little points all over my body. “Heh, probably a drug flashback from my partying days.” I quipped. That could explain why I was so out of it. I looked at mywatch in the half light of dusk. Supper was in fifteen minutes and I hadthree miles to cycle. I put on my uniform and stowed my civvies in thebasket, then pushed off on the bike, wincing as my seat hit the saddle.I was incredibly sore. Gradually my thoughts were clearing. I realisednow that the whole outing had been engineered so that Stuart could dothis, and when I had passed out, he had left me. The three miles werefull of pain. Luckily there were no hills and I made the. She is a witness not an actor in this dream and somebody else is controlling her body. Her dress is absurd, far too slutty. She would never go out in this kind of outfit. Her skin is very pale but she doesn’t look sick, her eyes glow with the same red light she saw in the woman’s eyes. The room is actually pretty big but she can only focus on the large sofa her double is resting on. A silhouette approaches her. It’s a girl, from where she’s standing she is unable to identify who it is but she.