We both enjoyed zombie movies and comedies and decided a movie night sounded like fun. We watched a zombie movie first, while eating ice cream, with s...ashed up crunchies on top. When the movie finished I got up to change the movie. I was wearing my thigh length black nightie and cute little black lace panties, my brother was just wearing his boxers. I changed the movie and went back to the couch. we had a futon couch that was almost permanently laid back into a bed. my brother had moved over. To better understand this story, please read Silver Pt. 08 first. ********** The slight, soft fingers grasped tightly around my hand. ‘Marlene?’ I weakly inquired, immediately followed by violent pain exploding in my head. Marlene’s familiar voice frantically came to life as the softness of her hands grew tighter. ‘Michael, Michael,’ she called. ‘Where are you bringing me?’ I moaned in a dry, whispering tone. I choked after feeling my throat close, as the violent pain reappeared without. .. time to get on with his day.Hank's hand was half way to the shower knob when the tingling started. It began at his feet, in his heels and toes. Almost as if they were asleep. He paused, confused. It wasn't like he had been standing in one spot for hours or something. Hot water still pelting his skin, the feeling was rushing up his legs. As it passed his hips, rising up his torso, Hank took a step back in fear. Who ever heard of someone's chest falling asleep! Even his cock was tingling, and. She saw another woman approach them. She was beautiful, jet black hair, full red lips. Her breasts jutted before her, red puffy nipple tipped them. He stomach was flat. Then Cathy saw the huge dildo the protruded before her, held in place by leather straps. It glistened in the light of the dance floor. “No, no way,” she shouted. Hands held her wrists, hands held her ankles, pulling her legs apart. Wide, then wider. The beautiful woman, knelt, holding the bulbous head of the dildo against.