“36 fucking G!”The boys nearly fell over staring and gawking at my chest. I looked over at Sandy who was staring at my boobs. I laughed at her as ...I snatched the bottle from her hand and emptied the contents down my throat.Martha stood in silent shock staring at me. “What not enough fun for you?” I smiled. She turned and ran up the stairs. “Thought as much!” I laughed.Sandy turned my face to look at her. Her brunette hair hung over her face she grabbed my face and kissed me. Not the light peck. We were high school sweethearts but we lost contact for about 5 years when I moved away to Canada but when we reunited it felt so right. Anyway, long story short she fucked my best friend. Yeppppppp my best friend, the guy who I thought I could trust more than anyone in the world. It’s been two years now and it still hurts. I fuck shit loads of beautiful women weekly but I’ve not been able to trust a woman since, I can’t even consider a relationship with any of these hoes. I’m 6ft 6 with broad. But remember your promise and remember to obey me no matterwhat if you want to get through this." I will Ma'am." Ok stand up let's get some photos of you so you can learn from them andreference them."Tom stood up and acted like a model making various poses and Laura shota lot of photos. She instantly texted a few to Carolyn who loved themand texted her back with an approving message. The big bad Tom was asissy!"We have to do something about your name." What do you mean Ma'am?" Well Tom does not. The young scientist was now in her mid-twenties her hair pulled upneatly into a ponytail. Her black dress morphed into faded blue jeans, abaggy maroon MIT sweatshirt and sandals."What do you see, Alice?" You look like yourself, or how you should look. A very pretty twentysomething year old human female, what do you see?" My dead wife."The Spiritual Detective felt a blow to her heart, long dead emotionsflared painfully. She had done evil. This new life was no reward forsaving a dimension in.