“I just need sleep.”“Okay. ‘Night.”I hung up and headed for bed. About eight hours of unconsciousness right now sounded pretty good.Turns ou... sleep probably wasn’t what I needed. That’s because I don’t think there was all that much of it that was actually unconscious.I’m referring to dreams, of course, which don’t feel unconscious at all. I read somewhere that the average dream only takes a few seconds to play out in the sleeper’s mind. A dream that “lasts” for several hours in the dreamer’s. Accumulated waste ... the more moraines the more halting the glacial was subjected to. Evidently, Michigan suffered from a slow ice shield retreat. Calving ice created ice bergs that became Michigan’s inland lakes.Lots of rolling wavy hills with many lakes. The closer to the Michigan westcoast the Goose flew the more visible ancient beaches. Lake Michigan was lots bigger during the glacier retreat. We flew over a small lake that matched the lake that David had me look up on Google.“Junior .... I want to watch, show me some more, or I’ll just tell everyone.” Stuck in this discomforting position of blackmail, Clayton blushed and waved Li’s paw away; he was now stuck doing this, but he refused not to try and enjoy it. He wondered why Li was asking him to continue; after all, his parents, and his whole family for that matter, were strict Christians. Clayton pulled back, tail down this time in defiance as he trailed his nipples up and down, soft moans escaping him from time to. .. that's very interesting..." At this point, I'm beginning to become nervous; I'm alone with my crush?"Would you like to do something to pass the time?" she giggledMaybe she didn't exactly have a clear understanding of just how long she was in the rain; although this really didn't seem too innocent. She began to removed her top, maybe she believed the tight white shirt underneath was enough to hide her breasts? they seeped through her shirt, she was wrong. Although beneath a shirt, her.