I wasn't sure I could imagine anything else ever measuring up; even if I somehow managed to make it with someone who could match her skills in the bed...oom, I was unsure every single moment would be so note-perfect.I killed the lights in my room and sank back into my bed, staring up into the darkness. I spent the night in a fitful sleep, awoken by nothing. Well, not by nothing; I was catapulted into wakefulness once by a sex dream. Nothing terribly unusual there, except that the dream was. " It's not fun if you don't win or lose. Carrie? You did that on purpose." I tripped." Bullshit!"I'm sure they do." I ought to..." What? What are you and the guys going to do to me?"He didn't answer."Do you want to have sex?" I ask. I know - duh!When we're naked in bed, I say, "I'm on top. You don't know how to handle me." You're such a bitch today." So what are you going to do about it? If I'm a bitch, how do you tame me? I'll be a bitch on the next boys night. What do you do to a bitch?"Once. Headache.Thirsty. I reached for the Sandman and found it missing. As my head cleared I realised I was naked and manacled with esoteric bindings.Suddenly a bright light landed on me. "Who are you? Why would you bring destruction on us?"Standing and holding a hand to cut the glare I made out a circle of robed figures dressed as Justicars. I tried to scan past them and the manacles flared, the pain dropping me to the floor."Your powers are useless while bound. We've had criminals Before and the. Whatever the case, it turned out to be a wonderful toy with which to tease Sarah. For several minutes, I slid the toy slowly in and out of her hole, twisting it, and providing her with such pleasure that her body twisted, turned and jerked. She begged me to do it faster and harder. Suddenly, in the middle of a long moan, Sarah yelled that she was going to cum. I stopped just before she went over the edge. Sarah expressed her frustration with cries of disbelief that I had stopped just when.