My eyes closed. Focus on the guy from the dream; I repeatedly told myself to do so. I began replaying the dream in my mind. My middle finger slipped i...to me as I envisioned crawling onto the bed. The best thing about hindsight is that even the insignificant parts are so exciting because you already know what’s about to happen. Focus only on the guy from the dream. I had to finish before I reached the end. I knew that would be impossible but I didn’t want to think about it.Stroking my hand over. Raat ko muskan ko phone aaya or boli k mujhe nind nahi aa rhi esliye tumhe cal kr li…fir usne bata k mere mummy papa kal kisi function mai bahar jar he hai or raat tak aayege. Fir usne mujhe ghar aane k liye bola..mne ha kr di..or next day jab muskan k parents. Function attend krne chale gaye thai to usne mujhe cal ki k aa jao ghar par koi ni hai.M jaldi se usk ghar k liye nikla raste mai mujhe yaad aaya k kuch le lena chaye 1st tym mil raha hu. To m 1 shop par gaya or waha ja kr sochne laga k. And remember, some of those are for me. A keepsake of the first leg of my getaway. The first step toward freedom. Let me give you my number so you can send me some.”She gave me her number and we got dressed and settled back in the car and scrolled through the pics. She found a few she liked and I texted them to her and saved her number in the foolish hope that somehow our paths would cross again.She told me a little more of her story on the rest of the trip. Her D@d had left when she was young. The man never really did but the woman just grinned a bit as I stood in the entry way of the booth in just my thigh high hose jacking off. I heard her husband say he wanted to leave so I dressed and left too. Stopped back by the park again and again was busy but just didn't feel real safe with how dark it was and not being able to see people. So home I went.Since then I have been back to the park a few times and pretty much done the same. I have even worn hose to work so I can stop at the mark.