“Me too!”Stephanie just laughed and shook her head.May 18, 1985, Cincinnati & Milford, OhioWe landed at Lunken Airport a few minutes before our planned arrival time. We thanked Patrick and Aimee, and I handed Patrick an envelope with enough cash to cover the fuel for the flights to and from Chicago. Aimee let me know me where she’d pick me up and I replied that there was no way I’d miss that red Supra. After we all shook hands, Stephanie, Dad, and I headed for her Nova.We arrived at Riverfront Coliseum with about ten minutes to spare for Stephanie not to be late, and she went to join her class while my dad and I went to find our seats. There really was no way that I could avoid sitting with my dad, and he wanted to sit with my mom, so he sat between us, with Jeff on the other side of my mom. Neither she nor Jeff greeted me, which was fine by me.My sister’s graduation was much like mine from High School, though she wore a white graduation gown and cap instead of red ones, which I had. Even the distinct shape of her elbows, and her hands and even her fingers. But even on recognising these features, something was still not quite right with the shape. As distinct and as shiny as it was, everything seemed inflated. Everything seemed enhanced in not a nice way. Julia casually looked up expressionless as the thing was lowered. Her tongue slid with a predatory motion from one side of her mouth to the other.Disturbingly, where the thing's throat would have been looked swollen to. It looked like it was swollen or inflated from the inside. That is, that that particular swelling was nothing to to with the rubber prison she was inside of. Moving the eyes down the shape, the swell of her breasts was obvious. They had been moulded and shaped. But where the nipples would have been, there were cruel, claw like caps that prevented any flesh, or nipples being seen, but that just spoke volumes of a torment that couldn't quite be seen or heard. At least, the torment wouldn't have.
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