It was her friends Annie and Chloe in their Halloween costumes. Annie was dressed as a sluty cop complete with hand cuffs and phallic truncheon. Chloe... was in a pink almost transparent fairy outfit that she had expertly made herself. In certain light it was very clear that her very ample gravity defying breasts were braless. Jenny opened a bottle of wine to get things started and asked Chloe to plait her hair in to school girl pig tails. Whist she did so Jenny could feel Chloe’s ample firm boobs. ‘It might sound strange, but …’ She hesitated. What could she write? How could she make him understand, when she didn’t even know who he was? And what use would it be, if he replied later in the day, or maybe even only in a few days, when she would surely not be herself anymore? For another moment, Laura let her fingers rest on the keyboard, trying to come up with any words that could express the strangeness and horror of her situation. Then she put her hand back on the mouse and logged out of. After about one month, a welcome program was organized by our seniors. We all got drunk, danced, shouted and enjoyed like there was no tomorrow, but life had different surprise for me. The next morning, a friend waked me up and shouted that it’s getting late. Due to the overload at the program, my head was paining, there was a massive hangover, and I just washed up my face and hair and went to the class.To my astonishment, there she was standing in a red kurtha , a tight black jeans , and I got. A.F.B. ALB, NewMexico, U.S.A. Michelle waved the letter over her tummy and said,"Hey, look, a letter from yer ole' man."Michelle opened the letter and saw the crazy quilt pattern of rectangulargaps that meant the wartime censors got to the letter first. This one wasnot too bad as Schtopaugh always kept his letter personal andcircumspect. Most of it was he telling her that the cold chill of(Somewhere) was all that much colder because she was not there. He missedher and was having to resort to.