Why did it have to happen this way I wondered. To find a girl that met my requirements so closely, only to find that we both had the same fetish, was an unfair blow from the higher powers. I couldn't help but wonder if this was payback for me. And, not only did she have the same fetish, but she wanted thicker and thicker glasses. She only had her new glasses a bit over a week when she started bugging me about getting glasses to wear over her other contacts. Since it was her money, finally I said that we would go for it. But, I had a problem. My old antique phoropter only had lenses that went as high as -10D. I could combine up to -29 in the strongest power eye, or up to -27 in each eye. I could not do any quarter or half diopter steps over -24.50. But, I managed to do a pretty good refraction, and I came up with -22D in each eye. Since the other glasses had been a quarter less in her right eye, I decided that we would follow the same line of thinking with these. I had no more blanks, so I went to another major centre to have my own eyes checked. Once I had the prescription, a bit of white out, and a good quality copier got us a fine looking blank. So, armed with a new prescription we headed off to another optical store. I would have loved to go back to the first optician, but we couldn't explain such an increase in so short a period of time.

So, another pair of glasses were ordered. This time I convinced Jan to only order one pair in regular plastic. I had her suggest to the optician that she would rather have thicker lenses than to have a myodisc lens, as that is what the optician was, and quite correctly so, recommending. So, the lenses were specified as biconcave, with as large a visual field as possible. We had carefully selected another frame with a small eye size, and a good setback for the hinge, so the earpieces would fold. I wasn't sure if antireflective coating was a worthwhile investment for the biconcave lenses, but I was outvoted. Jan could hardly wait for them to come in. After a week she wanted to phone every day, and after the second week had gone by with no phone call, I couldn't stop her from phoning. Sure enough, the optician had returned the glasses to the lab, and it was going to be a few more days. Finally the call came that they had come in. I took the call, and was able to get myself ready at my pace before I told Jan that she should put her stronger contacts in. I have never seen a woman move so fast. In a flash she was ready, and we were on our way. This time I was lucky enough to find a closer parking spot, and we were standing in the optical shop, with Jan almost pacing the floor while the optician finished waiting on her previous customer. I don't know if you will like these said the optician , as she removed the new glasses from the case. And I could see why she had made this remark. The lenses were close to an inch thick. The front dish was quite deep - probabally a -7, and the lenses were placed almost a quarter inch to the front of the frame. Jan remarked that she had no choice, as this is what she needed to see, and she put the new glasses on. I could tell that she was even more exited than she was with the other glasses, but she was smart enough to make it seem that she was disappointed, but resigned, to having to wear the new thicker glasses. We left the shop, and she was again staring at herself in every mirror.

During the next few weeks I didn't see her without her glasses. It almost broke my heart to see such a fantastic pair of glasses, and to know that it wasn't for real. One night I glanced into her bedroom, and saw her sleeping with her glasses on. So, the next morning I asked her if she was taking her contacts out at night. She looked a bit sheepish, and said that she hated to take her glasses off so much that she had , once in a while, slept with her contacts in. I knew that in reality this meant that she was wearing her extended wear contacts for 3 or 4 days in a row. I explained to her that unless she wanted to be unable to wear her contacts, and glasses in the future, she had better start taking care of them, and resting her eyes whenever she could, so she promised me she would. But then she wanted to order a couple more pairs of even more powerful contacts. She had the thickest pair of glasses I had ever seen, and she still wasn't satisfied, so I told her that there was no chance of getting thicker lenses. But she replied that she wanted stronger glasses, and she realized that they wouldn't be any thicker at the edges. So, another order was placed for +17.50, and +20 contacts. When the contacts arrived she wanted me to get her a prescription right away for the strongest contacts. I couldn't. I tried and tried to explain that the strongest that I could do was a -27D. We checked with the +17.50 contacts, and -27 was pretty close. I suggested trying -27 for her left eye, and -26.75 for her right, and if it was a bit too strong, she could slide the glasses down her nose just a tiny bit. So, again it was off to find another optical shop to order new glasses. This time a blended myodisc was her only choice in regular plastic. Strange, but as prescriptions get higher, the choice of lens material is very limited. I had thought that they would use a high index blank for something this strong, but the high index is not available to go much over -20. When the new glasses came in, even I was a bit excited. They looked great. They were in small darkened silver wire frames, again with a fairly well set back hinge for the ear pieces. The front curve was less than in her other glasses, but they were still biconcave. The rear circle was about an inch in diameter, and they were on a plus carrier, with the edges of the myodisc blended into the carrier. When she put them on, from a front view, the concentric circles appeared to almost come right to the centre of the lens. I knew the minute that she put them on that she wouldn't go back to the other glasses, and I felt a little funny. Here in life was someone that wanted to wear the thickest possible glasses, and out there somewhere was a person that really wore this prescription that would love to get rid of their glasses.

In a matter of a bit under 4 months she had spent almost two thousand dollars on glasses and contacts. I myself had found this to be an expensive hobby, but I had usually limited myself to no more than a thousand a year. I just couldn't believe it when she started to bug me about getting glasses to go with the most powerful contacts. I was unsure as to what to do, so I had her put her strongest contacts in. I then taped a -6 lens from my phoropter over her myodisc lenses. Much to my suprise, I had to increase this to a -7 lens for her to properly see the eye chart. So, again it was off to find an unsuspecting optician. As usual she had in her plano contacts for the fitting. I had a hard time explaining to her that she would really make the optician suspicious if she was wearing horribly thick glasses over contacts, but she did realize that what I was saying was quite true. I found it almost immpossible to accept that she really didn't want to take her glasses off for any reason. So for what I felt had to be the last time, we again went searching for another optician. I had, for the previous pair, convinced her to use a dummy name, and a phony address, and to pay cash for the glasses. Again I insisted on that little safety factor. I had no desire to get caught, and she really had gone too far too fast for my liking. But, when the newest glasses, another pair of blended myodiscs, came in we picked them up without a hitch. Again they went on her face, and again she resisted taking them off for any reason. I asked her the next day after work if she had had anyone comment on how thick her glasses had gotten, and she told me that no one had even seemed to notice. I guess it is just me, and my glasses fetish that makes me notice people with new glasses almost immediately, but I found it strange that no one had remarked on how blind she had become. And, as much as I love strong glasses, I had to say that when she was wearing these glasses, she really did look blind.

I suppose that since there was no way that I could get her stronger glasses now that soon we were drifting apart. I was still staying in her spare bedroom, but I had been talking to my wife about moving back home. And, this was a real chore, since I was living in the same apartment as another lady. But I convinced my wife that I was nothing but a boarder, and eventually I did move back home. I didn't see any more of Jan, until one day I was walking in a mall, and I spotted a lady with a really strong prescription. Sure enough, it was Jan. I took a closer look at her glasses. They were new, and they were even stronger than the -34's that I had last helped her get. I remarked that she looked great, and asked her how she had possibly gotten even stronger glasses. She took them off, and told me to look into her eyes. I did, and much to my shock, there were no contact lenses in her eyes. " I found a doctor that would do lens implants for me." she said. " I can even get him to do them for you."

Tempting, but I turned, and walked away.