Sandy saw her veggie platter out too. She grabbed a carrot stick and dipped it into the creamy ranch dressing."Hey, that looks good," a male voice sof...ly said behind her. She turned around and looked up. It was the tall guy. He smiled at her and grabbed a celery stick and took a crunch. They both laughed."Hi, my name is Keith," he said. " We met last month but it was in the dark." He laughed."And my name is Sandy. Or Lycanthia if you prefer." I like both," he said. " Tonight I'll call you. She said hanging the blouse and skirt up. "Where we going?" I saidlooking at the outfit and remembering Jessica actually wearing it ather dad's 50th birthday party some months ago, and the skirt was short."Your dad has won a trophy so we are going back to the Golf Club Prizepresentation and I want you to wear this outfit" Mum, please can I stay in" I pleaded thinking of the dreaded thoughtof all my golf mates sitting together drinking beers and me sat nearthem in a short skirt and properly. I became aware of something else, other than the odd physicalsensations of being a lovely woman. I suddenly had access to memoriesof someone named Samantha Smith. I new everything about her, and herlife. Not firsthand mind you, more like I had seen it in a movie orread it in a book. "Samantha Smith." I said.One of the Doctors spoke next, loud enough for all to hear. "You knowwhat has happened people. Nothing can change what we have been forcedto bear witness too. We have to continue as before.. My hands reached for my backdoor, but theposition made it tough. I could feel my anus gaping, opening andclosing, as if it was alive. I was able to become aware of mysurroundings now, and the first thing that hit me was how difficult itwas to breath, as I was still in the fucking position, chest against themetal, and hands groping my tits. My pussy, even though untouched, wasspasming like crazy, and fluids were will escaping my new lips, drippingdown my legs and into the growing pool at my.