." What was I doing?" Crying... No, softer than that... Whimpering... And shaking... It looked kind of scary..." It was a very vivid dream. I've alway... been a very vivid dreamer, even as a young girl. Sights, sounds, smells, touch, emotions... Oh, the emotions! Almost as real as awake... This dream was a memory of something particularly horrible..." I've read your biography on the web. I know you're an orphan from the Bosnian war. There was no description though of the details. Nor should there. ... She brought my order out & as we talked a little more with her standing outside my window I told her how long it had been for me & what had happened & she asked if I had a few minutes & I gladly told her yes. She went back in the store & a few minutes later she came back out & up to the passenger side of my truck... I let her in & it was like she just took over ... She leaned over & placed her lips on mine I cupped her chin in my hand & I felt her hand run up the inside of my leg. My blood. When my eyes shifted towards hers, I knew she had caught me looking down her dress. Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I saw a whisper of a smile cross her lips.There were four boxes and with each box she waited until I had placed the previous box in the crawl space before bending over to pick up the next, rewarding me with a quick exposure of her tits. By the fourth box, I could feel my cock getting mangled in my tight fitting jeans.There was plenty of space behind the ladder, but as I. ”“Not since you got pregnant. Your boobs growing was just the first sign you’d no longer need the treatments one day. Some women who have the same condition have the same thing happen. Others are not so lucky. But the thing that really stopped them was your pregnancy. Okay now for my next question. Will you miss having sex with your Dad? Even if you were to have either ‘Bree’ or Steven? Or both?” Sue asked.I watched my computer screen to make sure she was keeping her promise of giving me her.