"You got anything else for us?" I asked her."Just this," Norma hissed. "If she runs according to pattern she'll be hitting a VICTORIA'S SECRET sometim... during the next three nights."(DUMMM DAHHH DUMMM DUMMM DAHHHH!)With our shift over Steve and I said goodnight and I went back to my dingy third floor walkup on Paradise Road and fell dead in the bed. Then I began to dream a very strange dream... I dreamt that I was standing in front of my bathroom mirror applying makeup. Foundation, eyeliner,. I watched as he rubbed the soap all over it working up a thick lather, his hand cupping the balls as he lathered them. I felt my heart racing watching him rub the purple mushroom and gripping his cock washing up and down its length. I walked back to the kitchen, feeling like a voyeur but very aroused. I shouted to Martin asking him if the shower was ok. He said it was but there was one problem, I asked him what, and he said it would be better with me. The silence was deafening. My mind raced as. ‘Jonnie… I know I probably shouldn’t ask this, but… I’ve been reading in some magazines about a rumor that you and Kris are… lovers…’ She winced as she said the word. ‘Is it… true?’ she asked hesitantly. Jonnie smiled ruefully as he shook his head and then replied sarcastically, ‘Well, at least you are ASKING about it this time instead of just assuming!’ He hesitated and sighed heavily as he continued. ‘No… it’s not true.’ He snorted a laugh as he added, ‘Kris and I always get a good laugh. We did not know when we both fell asleep in our arms. At 6 am the milkman rang the bell to deliver the bell. I struggled to get up because Pooja was still on my top and fully naked. Somehow I got her off me, put my trouser and collected the milk pouches. The milkman wondered why I was not awake as usual. Told him I had a late night and saw him off but not before collecting Pooja’s share of milk pouches too. As I closed the door , I saw Pooja getting up and she was stark naked just as the way.