1: Washed Ashore"John!" I heard Jake's voice and the violent shaking forced me into full consciousness."Dude, I feel Hung over... only I don't remembe... drinking..." John, we wrecked and I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." Jake pointed with a shaky hand towards to what appeared to be a large city with a Mythical style of architecture.Hesitantly we walked towards the city where a wolf that sat by the gate began to question us.I know what your thinking, how can a wolf question us, wolves don't. Very carefully, she twisted, pushed the door open, slipped in, and sat on the toilet. The air was hot, swirling with steam, and smelled of soap, heavy male sweat and hot steam.She could see the dark form of him moving behind the shower curtain. Pam felt a curious tingling in her crotch and her panties seemed to cling uncomfortably. She put a hand between her thighs and to her surprise, she was wet. She knew what it was like to be wet; it happened when she was turned on. She was turned on now,. " That's good Susan, I know that honesty in couples is the best cure fora lot of things."Greg and I danced when the band started, then his Grandfather cut in.Like Greg, he was tall, well built, with graying hair and that samewickedly sexy smile Greg has. He was very distinguished looking, and hewas a retired doctor. Greg left us, and we moved into the crowd."You two look like you're made for each other" he said smiling; "andeven though he's my grandson, and it might sound like a boast, hereally. Peter sank to his knees, now kissing his way down the front of her panties, which he now began pulling and releasing in a faster rhythm. “Oh, yes… Yes, I’ll be fine.” His tongue and the fabric of her panties were now pressing between her legs in the exact same place...and rhythm. “I love you too, Mom. Okay, good-bye.”As soon as she heard the click of the phone being put down at the other end, she simply dropped the receiver, which fell to the floor with a loud clunk. It was good that her.