I looked overto intimidating dress as it laid there on the bed. I went over andpicked it up and slid the zipper down. I then began to neatly place i...on the ground leaving the hole in the centre open for me to step into. Igingerly stepped into the dress and began to slid it up my chest. Ireached around and pulled up the zipper and adjusted the dress intoplace. Next I reached back in the bag and grabbed the sexy white 5"heels and slid them on my feet. Next was the satin gloves, and. I felt myself tumbling forwards, I tried to grab a rock to steady myself with, but they kept coming away from the wet cave wall in my hands. The light went out. I was falling. I landed with a dull thud on hard wet ground. The rumbling had stopped. I’d opened my eyes but the light hadn’t come back on yet. It was definite moaning I heard not more than ten feet from where I had landed. I waited quietly. Moments later the light glowed again. It was weak at first, then with full strength. It almost. "Something tells me I'm going to hear about whether I want to or not," Ireplied. And with that Sarah started recounting the events of her evening. I'm surethe version I heard was heavily - and mercifully -- edited for my benefit. Strangely, I enjoyed hearing Sarah's tale. I felt a powerful sense ofsharing and closeness as she talked. I felt her excitement as shedescribed her evening. I was happy for her. At that moment, I felt likewe were girlfriends - or sisters - and I enjoyed it.We put. My dad is a project manager and was always making a lot of hours, so me and Elisabeth got really close in the years that I lived with my dad and her. Even though I still call her Elisabeth, I kind off see her like my mom. Especially because my biological mother was never really in the picture after the divorce. The past week my dad was on a business trip, because of a big project. My dad asked me if I could visit Elisabeth a few times in the week that he was gone. I, of course, had no problem.