She was dressed in a lovely red kimono stylemini dress with what looked like intertwined golden dragons embroideredacross the dress. As I watched them...kiss passionately, their tonguesdarting and flicking into each other's mouths and arms wrapped aroundeach other, I realised the dragons were in fact naked girls sensuouslyentwined and in the throes of passion. The Asian girl although shorterthan Fiona was obviously the dominant and she orchestrated theirmovements, her hands roaming over Fiona's. You wonder if these are scenes you remember from films or documentaries that you have watched, but you don't think that's the case. First off, you are certain the scenes from your dreams are not from any film you have ever watched. They feel so much more real, like a personal memory. You feel like you were actually there, and were a part of the events... like the events are seen through your own eyes. You can hear, smell and feel the world around you as the events unfold.At first, you. I'm not sure what I would have said. Despite the timing, I knew that my uncle was not responsible for what was happening to me now. Well, except for the things that happened behind closed doors in his office. That doesn't explain the changes in me. There really wasn't anything that I could say to her that would not make it impossible to face her in the future. And I knew that there was nothing that she could do to help me.When I was dressed I went back out to the kitchen and made my salad. I. "No," replied Alexa, her voice muffled and somewhat distant. "I know Aikido. But I don't want our friend in there to have any handy places to grab."Ruun looked at Alexa oddly as she stepped into the ring. He was clearly puzzled by what Alexa was wearing, but obviously wasn't going to let it bother him. The Chief gave the go for the fight to start and Alexa just stood there. Finn was on pins and needles, franticly looking for any way out of this situation. Alexa wasn't even in a stance, she was.