But let's say you could do it, I wouldn't want it to last forever, you know that too, right?" Of course, what you really want is to become a pair of p...nk silk panties. You wish that a beautiful woman will buy you and take you home. You want to be worn all day long. Then, at bedtime, when the woman who has worn you all day takes you off, you'll change back into Jared. Then you will have your way with her all night long. That's what you dream about, isn't it?" Wow, you're right, almost exactly. " Jess! You got any hard stuff?" A little. Right over there. You steppin' up from beer?" Nah. Warren likes rum." Prep Boy likes the hard stuff? Wonders never cease..."Sophia giggled. Warren just smirked and dumped some rum in his coke.The party filled up quickly. A few people wandered over to Sophia, and wished her happy birthday. Nobody had yet taken too much notice of Warren."Hi, Sophia, Happy birthday." Why, hello, Lisa."Lisa looked at Sophia, and then at Warren. "And what... is this?" This. I needed two of them. Then there were the walkies. The actual size of the radio was immaterial. I needed to be sure there were blue tooth looking headsets available for them. Enough people had seen the telephones so that they might not to be intimidated by them. It would still allow instant communications between the two of us. Those were going to run at least a buck each, it appeared.Then there were the beanbag firing shotguns for the really bad guys, loaded with beanbag rounds for the take. “Sorry, Christopher,” she muttered. Excellent! Now we knew who was giving the orders.“I saw the agent and it’s not good,” (she gave a little whimper), “However……” (I paused to let her have a spark of hope), I managed to get him to postpone the court proceedings for a week and it might just be possible to save the house but……”“Oh Christopher – thank you! Thank you!” Now I had her hopes up – time to reel her in.I walked over to the display cabinet where Betty kept wine glasses. She didn’t keep.