Psychologically, I wanted to go back and get my revenge to show that this spirit couldn't get the best of me. I didn't want revenge through violent me...ns, but through another way. I noticed that when the car was refusing to start and her knife was plunging through the door, my mind was controlling all this to create suspense. This meant that I could control what I wanted in the dream if I knew how to do it. I laid in bed one night, figuring out how to return to that exact dream I had. I figured. The late hours made that very unlikely, but by this point in time, I was more interested in fucking, and undressed until I was naked.I turned to him as he lay on his back, I shook him, but he had fallen asleep. I reached down to his pants, undid hid belt, and his flies, and pulled his pants down to expose his little cock.I lay alongside him, my knee bent as one leg lay atop his, and I started to rub myself, stopping occasionally to feel his flaccid cock and see if I could put some life into. I felt the touch and a little pressure of Mrs. Malathy’s boobs on my back while she was sitting behind me on the Hero Honda. That excited me. Any way I just did not do any thing and went to my room for sleeping. I fantasized about fucking her in the bed. I did the duty of taking the foods and other articles for my landlady the next day as usual. In the evening Mrs. Malathy told me that she would also go with me. At about 8 in the evening I along with Mrs. Malathy started for the nursing home. Myself and Anita had a very small room to ourselves, it was basically a store room cleaned out for us. We used to sleep in it at night. As it had no fan or air-conditioning in it, it used to become impossible for us to sleep after sunrise. It was May and really hot. We used to come back into the big room early in the morning.My wife had one sister and one brother both younger than her. Her sister was hardly 17 and the brother was somewhere around 14. But there was a huge difference between my.