.. Interesting... Dreams, though she was careful to not describe them too thoroughly to her mother or to the Reverend Titearse since the memorable swi...chings she had gotten for simply beginning to tell them the much less clear dreams she had had about the Squire's son."So, Mistress Diana," the witch was asking her, in a tone that seemed to cause a twitch in her insides at the same time that it somehow made an irony of her name. "Your mother says you've been having dreams from me?" Ummm... no,. “Well, we are going to have to do something about that then aren’t we? So you’ve stroked some girl’s tits then have you? How would you like to feel a real woman? After all you’ve been trying to get a peek of them often enough.”Now I was really confused, “What do you mean?” I spluttered “are you saying I can touch yours?”“Come on now, don’t be shy or I might change my mind” and with this she cupped them and held them out to me, giving them a little shake as she did.My eyes must have nearly. Pilar led them down the back stairs to the lobby, out the front door to Main Street. Hobo looked up quizzically at Pilar from time to time, but trotted happily along when she said, “Stick.” Pilar turned right, toward Union Station just a couple of blocks south.She said, “Borders need a lot of exercise, Mr. Pole. I’m counting on you.”“Um.”“You’ll do fine, he likes you already, see?”Hobo, on cue, grinned up. More friendly this time.Pilar led them across Main to a pocket park on Pershing.. Both having stepped out of the shower after spending the night in bed together.” Brian moaned softly. Sara’s fingers reached for his zipper. “He would have heard them fucking as well,” she said as she tugged down his zipper. “Heard them fucking and heard his wife enjoying sex with another man. Must be a bit upsetting as well; especially seeing the guy next morning and noticing that he has a bigger one than you.” Brian moaned again as her fingers delved inside his pants and released his.