I was so happy that I failed to notice just how hard I'd gotten just telling her what I wanted to do. She asked should I put on something sexier to wh...ich I could only reply yes they deserve a treat. She put on a little French maids outfit I had recently bought her. It showed off her tight little ass and pushed her tits up making them look bigger than I'd ever seen them. I could see her nipples pointing hard and erect an to my delight I saw a wet patch on the scant patch of tight silk covering. I don't know where to begin. They came to pick me up at 5:30 in a long limo. My parents took a video of all of us. Mark looked sooo handsome in his tux. Wow. I was really proud to be with him. We went to dinner at a great restaurant, although I really was too excited to be hungry. Pam and Rick, her bf, were with us, along with two couples that I don't know very well. Dinner was a blast. After the restaurant, we drove along the lake shore for a while, and then went to the dance. It's hard to. It was called yourwishcometrue. He knew he must open the folder and see what had been sodramatically downloaded, but he was pleased he had the presence ofmind to scan the folder with his antivirus program first. No virusesfound. It was a large folder, though, nearly two gigabytes. No wonderit took so long to download. (And scan, he added to himself.) Hedouble-clicked on the folder.More folders within. He read their names: "magazines", "movies","clothes", "your sites". He opened the folder. That’s right, Me. I wasn’t going to share my experience with him, the last thing I needed was a Debbie Downer trying to rain on my parade. Cynthia downloaded a countdown/preparedness calendar into my pod, that posted on the wall just outside the kitchen. Our interaction left a gigantic smile on my face, a bit of uncertainty in my stomach, and a million questions I was sure I could or was even ready to ask. Being a realist with optimistic ways and expert dreamer; I just let the blocks land as.