When I became a teen, I started getting erotic dreams. I remember one inwhich four men were holding me up in the air, one per limb, while a fifthramme... his huge cock into my ass. Another time, I dreamed that I was inschool but wearing the girls' uniform (in my country schoolchildren wearuniforms) and a boy approached me and asked me to be his girlfriend. Withoutwaiting for my answer, he kissed me on the mouth and I didn't resist, he puthis hands on my behind and fondled it, then unbuttoned my. The pattern of the dreams changed, and I saw my enemies lining up to kill me. At the back of the pack were two new faces which I couldn't quite make out. I struggled to recognize them, but failed. It bothered me, but I had no recourse, as the dream changed again, and this time I was outside my own body, watching me defend the Kirby's carriage house.With bullets flying everywhere, I could see the air part just enough, each time, so that the rounds that hit me did not kill me.What the heck did. "Did you hurt yourself?" The cop asked again, his voice strong and masculine. Sam shook her head. "It's just a bump. I'll probably have a cute bruiseon my butt tomorrow to remind me of my stupidity." She looked up at the man,noticing his short trimmed blonde hair under the white and black helmet. The officer laughed quietly, smiling. "Where are you heading this late?You know the Waxers attacked someone last night, right?" Sam nodded. "I know. I'm not too worried about it." The cop frowned.. Javier noticed me watching him jerk off. "You ready for more ofthis, man?" he asked.I nodded. "Yeah, I am." I took one last swig of the cocktail and putit down. I kneeled down in front of him, my head ending up level withhis tool. Despite being hard, his cock was long, thick and heavyenough that it only just stuck out straight, almost hanging down a bitfrom the its own weight. I did a quick hit of poppers, and took hiscockhead into my mouth. Javi reached down and grabbed the poppers fromme. He.