She was a brunette with 34c breasts and size 4 feet. At the time me and my cousin Sophie were really close, we use to hang around together, play vide... games, just your general stuff. It was the day of our grandads funeral where it all started. After the funeral we went round to our other uncles house where there was a party to celebrate his life and seen as I was driving my brother and mum home I weren't drinking any alcohol, so as the party starts going to full motion my cousin had a little. However they only had red spots everywhere else & NOblisters. Neither 1 of them liked it though when I told 2 of the boys to rinsetheir hands in the river & then pop their blisters for them. We actually had tohold their legs open to do this because they were squirming around so much.Each time a new blister got popped they squealed out from it too. However whenwe finally let them loose & had them squat in the river to cool off their cuntsthey felt much better. We did let them rest awhile from. Perhaps. Black Cat to Kitty. Hmm, was there a pattern there? No. Justa coincidence.Then I was going to bed. Oh. No. They were meant to wake me... whyaren't they waking me? Wake up!The dream was surreal. It was twilight. Neither night nor day but anindeterminate space between. In the distance I could see theQueensboro Bridge and I felt a twinge of foreboding menace. But thetwo dimensional cityscape dominated. Deep purples and black blues andburnt reds. This dream was like the others but unlike. Her name was Connie, and she was a real hot number. From the way Don was acting, I felt pretty certain that they were fucking each other already. They were going out on dates every Friday and Saturday. I was spending my weekends at home.The only positive that came out of all this was my school grades started improving. I hadn't given any consideration to changing my mind, or to contacting either of the girls to try to reopen negotiations with them. I saw Ginny in school every day. We weren't.