Now me I ain`t no sailor, so this was to be a hit and miss affair, health and safety would have a kitten if they knew. Mandy and I had won the lottery...and on an impulse had bought a cruiser, yes I know, daft wasn`t it. Anyway, we needed to get the thing home and my persuasive misses, Mandy, had convinced me that midsummer, flat sea and it would be a breeze to get back to Essex, from Brighton if we took a can or two of fuel and our road map, kept the coast in sight and wandered along we could be. Now she was level with him, Alice thought that close up he looked rather less like a caterpillar, and more like a very large penis, but in this odd world she had entered when she fell down the rabbit hole, that didn't seem at all surprising.Straddling her new friend, she squatted down until her naked bottom was nestling on his head, and as he had promised, she started to grow. As she grew larger, the head began to fit rather nicely between the those succulent lips which he had so admired, until. I saw none. By this time all the "gentlemen" shouting "PUSSY" or "SHOW UR ASS" in chat had wandered out, do to her ignoring them, leaving it just me and her. After what seemed forever, mostly do to me being stoned, she typed "Hello Groomp. How ru?"After some miner chit chat I mustard up the courage to ask "Can you help with my satin clothes fetish?" She laughed and held up a "one moment" finger as she pulled box from behind her couch. She proceeded to pull out two dresses. The first was a long. “Can we meet for coffee on Saturday, or would that ruin your Valentine’s day?” Roger asked.“I don’t mind meeting on Valentine’s day,” she said, firmly.“Great. What about the kids, will they be okay?” Roger asked with a touch of concern.“No ... no problem with the kids. They’ll be with their father this weekend,” she said.“Okay. Can you make it at ten o’clock?”“Yeah, I can make it at ten,” Jessica answered.“All right, I’ll see you at ten this Saturday at Starbucks on Peachtree,” Roger.