I watched her spirit leave her body and head for the Light, andinstead of going upward myself, I bent down to kiss her body when thenurses shocked her....Next thing I know, I am waking up, and I am her. I wondered if I wasstill dreaming. I had never had a dream like this before, but maybe itwas possible. I tried to pinch myself, but no difference.It occurred to me that if I wasn't dreaming, I was in trouble. Could Itell anyone I wasn't this girl? Who would believe me? And even if by somemiracle. Looking back at me, and then switching to the phone once again, the blonde manager seemed to reach a decision, and gave a few animated directions to Rachel, before ushering her away. My heart raced as I saw the satisfied expression on my friend's face. That could only mean one thing. Tonight, I would strip. ********* Claire handed me the policeman's hat to put on, and gave me a supportive look. After Rachel had returned, she quickly filled me in on what Rachel and Claire had agreed on. At. She didn’t know it was my ex and I wanted to keep that little secret for a bit. I complimented them both as they did look fantastic. She said she would arrange a play date. On the lucky night I was to arrive at a local motel, I had a key and arrived at the appointed time. I received the text that all was well. I entered the room and the same scene I had saw in the pictures was in play. Michelle was in black stockings garter a leather bustier and heels. Melinda was wearing only her collar and. Upon seeing my reflection, I made the closest approximation to a squeal that my throat would allow. The noise was not planned, it's just that I was so excited that I squealed!We went into the other room to try out what clothes would fit and flatter. (This is where I need a reality check: I'm fully made up and about to try on numerous outfits!) We started with a miracle bra which was a bit too tight. I told my friend that I had a raging erection and asked her not to be offended. She laughed that.