Claus was nowhere to be seen, still with the fat man I assumed. Zane was present and ran over in his drooping uniform and proudly informed me that he ...as officially one of the colonel's aides. Frank was standing at the door and rolled his eyes, we both knew that Zane, like us, was merely one of the colonel's boy-toys to keep close by.The odd nearby explosions shook the hotel as Frank and I played chess in a quiet corner of the busy room. I had to force my eyes away from the floor-to-ceiling. I wanted this lady more than any I ever knew. But in my dream, she was in charge and seemed in no hurry to act on my desires.At long last my lady started to caress my body with her hand as well as her hair. At first her hand didn't touch my genitals, but touched almost all the rest of my body. And that hair still excited me more than anything. The very light touch of that long blonde hair was almost, but not quite enough to make me cum.By now I was in my mid twenties and still having the dream.. And he was good at soccer. So... yeah, not every girl was on my jock and it made my right hand very familiar with my cock. But I will tell you... my cock is very fucking nice. It’s nice and thick and long too. Girl’s wet dream. But I digress, my friends called me last week to tell me that we were hitting up a neighboring school’s prom. I did not really care because most of the time, I get ignored and head home early.We hit up the location around 10:30 at night. Most of us came without a date,. Each member was screaming. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" "WHAT IN THE HELL AM I SAYING!"Ten minutes later, all the members of the Fraternity climb on a bus. On the bus already were Jessica, Nancy, Brenda and the five old members, who had left the Frat last week. Twenty minutes later they were unloaded at the WHC. Melanie met this bunch in the meeting hall. "Good afternoon girls. Good afternoon girls." As all of them woke up from their trances. These words were being screamed. "WHAT THE HELL.