He wrote in such detail , she dried off put on some clothes went to the den , got on the family computer, started to do some searching on dreams. What...she found was people do write in detail about their dreams cause they seem so real to them, but was Troy still making all of this up ? and if so WHY?. Troy got home found her inthe kitchen cooking dinner he gave her a kiss onthe cheeck he told she smelled good, she smiled, oh : dinner smells good too he laughed went to do his home work . Jim came. There was Louise, the one you imagined to have big tits because you'd once heard Simon referred to them as such; Kirsty, so named because she never seemed to shut up between sessions; and Jenny, because she sounded quite posh. That was just a few of what you reckoned to be somewhere between ten-fifteen different women. On several occasions two or three women would turn up at once and they'd have a right orgy. Deep down your were jealous; deep down you wished he was deep in you.You used the. Where will the men go first when they come back?”“They’ll come here to the front of the barn and tie up at the water trough.”“Hurry Isaiah, just don’t let on we’re here. If you tell ‘em we’re here, I’ll be the one that kills you and your women. Help me and my friends and we’ll give this whole place to you when we leave.”“For real?”“For real – now get gone.”“Eli, you reckon he’ll do it?” Duncan whispered when Isaiah walked slowly toward the house, looking back once, before turning to enter the. That will last me most of the day." Jeannie picked up the plates and put them in the sink as Lenny sipped his coffee then decided to ask about the phone call. "Was that one of your friends calling?"Jeannie started to run water on the breakfast plates as she casually replied, "That was just a friend." Lenny was sure dam curious to who was calling her this morning. It sounded like they were planning on picking her up this afternoon. Lenny came up with an idea how he might find out who was calling.