I was teased to the limit, especially when she lifted both hands up to make a ponytail. This position exposed the lower part of her nice firm tits, so... her nipples were covered only with the edge of her short T-shirt. I gazed at her boobs like they were the only ones in the world. It was spectacular view right in front of me.The other girl seat down on left half of my seat. The bench was very narrow and I had to put my legs tight together, offering my hard dick even less space to breath.. When I noticed she was holding my finger, much like Janey had done when I had sat by her bed, I suspected Simone and I had been communicating over a link between us similar to what Janey and I had done. I seemed to know her better now. She was, indeed, a special person.The dream had seemed so real, almost interactive. I had been on a beach and thousands, millions of other people or beings were there, too. The fine white sand seemed to stretch for an eternity in both directions. When I looked. I watched, entranced, as he (she?) put on amatching bra, turning his/her back to the camera to show how the catcheswere fastened. A small wad of tissues was added to each cup to fill themout a little.Next came a pair of black tights, with each leg carefully rolled up andthen pulled into place. The material - nylon? - was dark enough to hidethe light thatch of hair on the youth?s legs. A long-sleeved red dresscompleted the cover-up of what had been a man?s body.The girl - I now couldn?t think of. Samuel was a man who was still in mourning for his wife Tula of 30 years. She had been his reason for wanting to live and breathe. When a sudden urge to go to work early on that fateful morning had been made Samuel thought little of it, he just kissed her and she left to her job as a records administrator in the World Trade Center. He was among the first to be able to glimpse at the devastation that had happened to the building where his wife worked. He knew that when the aircraft had hit her.