I stood there stunned, and realized she had made my cock incredibly hard. She looked sensational, her body felt fantastic, and of course, her whisper...ng in my ear took it to another level.As I returned to the conference, I’d be lying if I said I was thinking of anything other than Debra! I kept thinking about how great she looked in that dress, and how sexy it was being so low cut in the front - lean the wrong way and those delicious breasts would easily be exposed. I kept hearing her. We ordered our food. Marianne's eyes were still wide. She said, "Not only did I not know, I never even suspected. You were hiding in plain sight, Brad." I said nothing.Karen said, "Under that plain and innocent looking exterior, he's just like that truck. There are all sorts of interesting nooks and crannies of kindness and caring that few in your family have ever noticed. Marianne, you will need to ask questions. He just doesn't think to volunteer."She looked up. "Why, Brad?" Why not? No one. Before I knew it, I was pretty hammered and we were making out on the hood of her BMW. She wasn’t the least bit self-conscious as we kissed and groped each other in public. My friend had to take me home – I was that drunk. But she had slipped me her number and I gave her a call a few days later. We decided to meet up in the East Village for dinner. She showed up wearing a yellow paisley sundress and no bra. I wasn’t sure if we had the same chemistry now that we were sober but after dinner, we. I want him to hold me, and kiss me, and do things I am not equipped forwith me ....Then I wake up, crying.I dont know what to do about this.I dont know who I can talk to.I know dreams aren't real, but it comes from somewhere, but where?And its not just the dream. Sometimes, I look at myself in the mirror, andI look .... wrong, somehow. I look and I half-expect to see the girl frommy dream looking back at me.And the fact she doesn't is a grief I cant even begin to describe ....I've got to pull.