Dylan stood up, putting his crotch at eye level with me. It was probably my imagination, but it looked bigger than normal, and I had looked at his bul...ge plenty of times before, so I had an idea.He walked over to the beach chair and immediately stripped off his shirt, and started working with his belt. This was impossible, and as I stood up, my body was not in my own control, as I followed his lead over to the beach chairs, taking my shirt off on the way. I’m a pretty slender guy, about 6’ tall,. John stopped by a few days later to see how I was adjusting. I met him at the door wearing my new pink dress, my hair hanging loose past my shoulders, and just a little makeup."Hi, I'm looking for the Belmont's," he said as I opened the door."You found us John," I said cheerily, "Come on in, I'll tell mother and daddy that you're here." Tom?" he asked in a confused tone, "Is that you?" No silly," I laughed as I held my hands in front of me and rocked on my heels, "I'm Cindy, Tom's little. Use it. And I’ll help if you tell me what to do. Mildred -- Harriet for that matter -- is still dealing with the remains of the reception.”Bridget didn’t have another choice. Her mother had helped her on with the wedding dress, but she wasn’t here. She wouldn’t be here. Bridget couldn’t imagine asking Mrs. Powell for help, even if she had gotten home yet. It would have to be Jim. She turned her back and described the string of clasps behind her back. Jim figured out the laces of the corset. The Marines that had headed for the landing platforms reported that it looked like there would easily be enough room on either platform to land the ships. They reported that the construction robots appeared to still be functioning and were apparently building what looked liked additional living quarters off one of the landing platforms. With their report done the commander looked over at Lt. Lynn. "And what about your search Lt. did you and the sarge mange to find anything stimulating?" he.