"Ahh, Stephanie," she said. "You seem a little under-dressed. How can Ihelp you?" I need help getting dressed," I replied quietly."What was that? I di...dn't quite hear you." I need help getting dressed," I replied, louder this time, alsorealising that she was leading me."Can't you get dressed yourself?" she asked in mock-surprise."I can't put my corset on properly myself and need help doing up theribbons on the dress as well. Please," I added as an after-thought."So you're asking me to help you. People you supposedly care for."I shrugged my shoulders."Of course, you probably are sitting here, watching this, and thinkingthat how you live your life, in either universe, is your business.Normally you might be right. Unfortunately for both of us, we are in thistogether. Whether you stay there permanently, or come back here, we'regoing to have to deal with what the other has done. Why not plan to havethe best possible life wherever fate sticks us?"I sighed again."I know you're a better. And Chris told him that it was already taken care off. "Oh and Chris, Just call us Pake and Beppe. I know we are not your Grandfather or Grandmother. But we'd love it when you do call us like that!. Sir, makes me feel old.", said Pake. Chris had to laugh at that because the elderly people could have easily been his great grandfather and mother. He thanked them again and hung up the phone promising to keep in touch with them.Within the hour the realtor called Chris back. "Congratulations. You. I told her that it was ok.And asked her to come in.As she walked towards me,i could see her looking at my body.Every inch of it with adoration and yearning in her eyes.She laid the towel on the sink counter and walked away from me.Then she turned around and walked back towards me with hesitation.I could see that she was trembling a little.She stood in front of me and looked at me.I didnt know what to do and just stood there in my coffee soaked bra and panty.I suddenly jumped in shock when she.