I headed for the kitchen to make lunch. "Stop" he said "get back upstairs and put on your yellow dress and a pair of heels. And no underwear. Hurry, I...m hungry." I stood there confused. "Are you still here. Do you want to be punished." I turned and quickly went upstairs.When I came down again I was in the yellow dress and 4 inch heels. He looked me up and down. "Open the top 3 buttons and the bottom 3." he ordered. When I'd finished there were just 2 buttons holding the dress together. My. Secretly, I've always wanted tobe the woman that got the cute guys. I hope that helped you with your psychproject.' Kyra was still staring at him with those big eyes. 'Gary, do younotice anything.different?'He was still a bit fuzzy from that flash a few minutes ago. But otherwise hefelt okay. Except. 'Now that you mention it, I've got kind of a 'pins andneedles' feeling in my chest. Almost like what you get when your arm fallsasleep. But nothing serious. Why?''Well Gary, you're going to get. I don't think there was a head in the place that was not turned in their direction.After a while Marcy again came back over to where I was stationed at the bar. Again she was dripping with sweat. She seemed rather excited as she spoke."Well?" Well what?" I asked."What about her?" Marcy inquired, "I bet I can get her back with us."I had to admit it was a very tempting thought. I was hoping to make this a fairly conservative, low-profile trip, especially as I was in town for a family gathering. Sprinting down the street I finally find myself in front of the store. I take a few minutes to calm down and readjust everything before walking in. “Abby?” I hear from behind me. “Connor!” I throw my arms around him and give him a hug. Wow. He’s definitely gotten stronger since the last time I saw him. I take his whole 6’2” frame in. God I missed him. We decide to peruse the books while catching up. We end up spending hours just wandering around, talking and laughing. I’m so glad he reached.