You know the old saying, "A goddess on your arm, a maid around the house, a gourmet in the kitchen, and a whore in the bedroom?" That's what I got with Rebecca, just not all at the same time. Rebecca was the perfect demure girlfriend. When her other personality, Becky, took charge of her body, she became a clean freak, while Becs could cook a fabulous meal from any mix of ingredients. Becca, though, Becca was trouble, especially as she rarely stayed confined to the bedroom.
I should have guessed Becca had had a hand in choosing such a sexy dress. When Rebecca went out in it, I could sense the warning signs, but Becca was in charge, and the fact I'm not a good dancer was a handicap. Before I knew what was happening well, I guess I'd better let Rebecca tell the story.