"What a dream." I say out loud to myself. I got out of bed and made myway to the bathroom when I noticed my hard-on. Jeez, did that dreamturned me on ...r was it just a young boy's normal morning wood? I wasn'tsure which it was, but I knew the thought of one of those was making mybrain hurt.Sunday morning. 11am. I'm sure mom has gone to work by now already. Iwonder what Neil is up to. I walked to Neil's room and he wasn't there.Just a very messy room with video games thrown all over the place. They were in his office and it was plenty late hour already completing the progress reports by filling the correct circles on the computerized forms. They talked about their lives, future plans, hobbies and much more. Mr. Gibbs was almost 30 not married yet and in between girlfriends. In spite of all the flirting and the filthy dirty hints and overtones and both knowing the desires; the only question was who would dare. Finally, it was a very subtle change. She purposely crossed her legs,. He peeked out onto the landing but lurched back immediately, stomach flipping over. A jailer in the hall beyond. Not a Vocal, at least, for she carried a dim lantern. But her back hadn’t been turned. The seconds seemed to tick by as though they were minutes or more. Had she seen him? Had the light reached that far? No footsteps yet. The lantern must have blinded her to the distance. Too bright to see past its light but not enough to properly reveal the archway behind which Eldrian hid. With. When she sat at the breakfast table in the kitchen, and look over at Willis' house, she always felt her happiness welling up like a geyser, from deep within, and her face would break out into a smile. It was the smile a woman will have when she's been well and properly appreciated for being a woman---and that had been something she hadn't felt in years, but thanks to Willis, she did feel appreciated, and more! She loved feeling lusted after. Was there anything better than that, she wondered..