I found myself dosing off before I knew it, and asleep. I dreamt. I dreamt vividly of Riccardo, his lips, his eyes...those eyes. They were the most be...autiful I had ever seen. They were prismatic and intense... ravenous and treacherous. The next morning I woke up to several text messages on my phone, all from Vincent. They ranged from “Ur so immature.” To “i’m srry.” What the hell did I see in this guy? Eventually, I found I was getting annoyed with myself. Here I sat for over two years.... She wanted to show that she was still the girl who had left a year ago. He turned back around, afraid that she was an apparition, a vision brought about by his misery, or perhaps that he was dreaming. He had had several dreams similar to this in the past year. He had stood with his back to her, shaking, his eyes filling with tears. Heidi had misunderstood his reaction for rejection, and had turned away when he whispered “Is it really you?” Trembling, she had replied: “Yes, Peter, it’s me.” He. Then she laid me down on theplastic mat to change my nappy. After mummy had changed my nappy and puton the plastic knickers, she made me wear a pair of white woollen tights.The tights itched my legs. Over the top of the tights she made me wear aclean pair of lacy, frilly knickers. "I've thrown out all your boyclothes, as well," mummy said. "Cute little girls like you don't wearnasty boy clothes."Then mummy showed me a pink lacy dress, with little white bows on thefront and a big white bow on. You clearly rushed your makeup and threw on a cheap dress in a vain attempt to impress me, you need to make up for this” Janey hung her head and said “I am so sorry, my fault, what can I do?” All going to plan I thought, I pushed her to the floor so she was knelt in front of me, the split of her dress revealing her suspenders and stockings and while her eyes where flicking to my cock I went to the bag containing the blindfold. “Wear this” I said as I pushed the blindfold down the inside of her.