Reaching up behind her head, Staci rolled over onto her back and grasped the headboard while straightening her legs and pointing her toes towards the ...oot of the bed. She held the stretch for a moment before relaxing her arms and legs. Satisfied with how loose and relaxed she seemed to be, Staci sat up on her elbows and regarded her room. Deciding that it was too large a mess to contemplate fixing, she got off the bed and headed to the kitchen. Opening the door of the refrigerator, she closed. M. and time to sleep” you say to yourself.You have work in five hours, tomorrow will be another mind numbingly dumb day sat in front of a computer inputting data for an accountancy firm. What happened to your dreams of being a software designer as a teen? “Oh well,” you think to yourself “at least it keeps me in junk food and games.”Too tried for your normal pre-sleep ritual of porn and masturbation you collapse on your sofa and fall instantly into a deep sleep.Rolling sideways in your sleep. "That hole is too deep." His chest heaved as he swiped at the beads of sweat on his forehead.Virago paced, quietly cursing the deep rut in the road. That evil little leprechaun was behind this. Just wait until I get back on that train, she thought. "I cannot miss the train. I must be in the village in three hours. How far is it from here?" Her eyes fixed on the desolate landscape and empty horizon. Yellow dust already coated the carriage."Too far for a lady to walk. I will unhook the mule and. .."In all the time Angie and I had worked together, I had never seen her burst into tears like that. She broke free from my embrace and ran from my office, sobbing. I dashed after her, as fast as my heels would carry me. She had already grabbed her purse and was locking her desk. I placed my hand on her arm. She jerked hers away, not even looking at me. This time I grasped both biceps firmly and turned her to look at me. In our heels, we were almost exactly the same height."What?" I questioned.