I had not seen my aunt for ten years, she had married a professor and started a family. She and my mother are almost identical although my aunt is two... years younger. Myra, was waiting for me out side the terminal. I was amazed how much she and my mom looked alike. Same face, hair and body, they even seemed to dress the same. After a short ride, full of questions and answers, we arrived at their apartment. Taking the lift to the upper floor, was like being sent back in time. I was shown my. I didn’t even try to kiss her.In the common area, she told me, “Julian, I had a good time. Thank you for asking me.”I appreciated that she used my full name. Frequently, I was called, “Jules,” or even worse, “Julie.” I liked neither one.I saw her in church that Sunday. I went consistently but rarely saw her there.I asked her to lunch and she accepted. I took her to a small place I had found on the other side of town from our college. She hadn’t been there before and liked it.I brought her back. “How much longer are you going to keep me this way?”“Until I am certain, my beloved, that you mean me no harm,” Vlad replied, grinning through a fresh mouthful of meat. “You taste exquisite this morning, My Only Love. Would you care for a bite?”He cut a small bite off the fillet and offered it to her without waiting for an answer. Lisa opened her mouth and delicately bit down on it with her teeth.“Umm!” she hummed as she chewed.“That is good!” she agreed after finally swallowing the fresh piece. I had difficulty pulling them up and Tia helped me get them in place. I held up my dress and admired myself in Sharon's full length mirror. The panties just barely covered my pubic hair and hips. You could see right threw them. I felt so incredibly pretty that I almost burst with pride. The girls washed and set my long brown hair with jumbo curlers. After the girls got dressed they brushed out my hair. Tia painted my finger nails a light red color while Sharon applied eye liner and some pink.