Sittingin the car she reached across as I strapped in. "Are those real?" She askedas she stroked the top of my cleavage. I jumped slightly. "They'rese...sitive," she noted, "so they must be. Wow! I almost can't wait." I smiledat the compliment, buzzed at the touch, and dreamed about the near future.She parked her car, a Lexus, in an overnight car park near the centre oftown. Just next door was an office complex with a bar in a courtyard in themiddle. We headed straight in. It was quiet on an. But be careful, if you misplace the medallion while changed in any way, there is no other way to change back. " John thanked his friend and placed the medallion back in the bag and dropped the bag in his pocket. John decided Wendell was right, he needed to take care of his marriage first. It was Friday and he headed for home. On the way there, he called and canceled all of his afternoon appointments. He was making time for his wife and their marriage this weekend. John called Mary at her job. When they were ready, Lithonien took the bags and put them back in the crook of the tree. So perfectly were they camouflaged, that after a few seconds the two women could no longer see them, try as they might. "I'm sorry ladies," Lithonien said gravely, "but I am going to have to blindfold you now, but don't worry, I will take you by the hand so that you will be quite safe until we reach the place of the ceremony." Taking two strips of pale green silk like material, he gently bound their eyes.. ‘Come on, you can stop for a bit. The rest won’t take so long.’ ‘You’re kidding, right?’ she said, hesitating again before grasping his hand. To her annoyance, a sharp tingle rippled down her spine as his fingers curled around her palm. What on earth…? ‘Matt,’ she carried on quickly, snatching her hand away the moment he’d helped her to her feet, ‘this room and the study might well have been the worst, but every room in this house is a disaster area. The skip’s almost full already.’ ‘I know.’.