Unfortunately, his sleep didn't cooperate, and the nightmares kept him up. About 2am, his phone rang. When he answered it, he heard Sandy crying. "Ed,...I'm so sorry for waking you up, but I can't handle these nightmares." You, too?" You mean they've returned for you, also?" Yes. I don't think I've been able to sleep half an hour so far tonight." Ed, maybe I'm being a baby about this, but would you please come over here?" Sure, Sandy. I guess we're in the same boat, so we might as well be there. She explained that this was a school project. They were actually going to buy some clothing. But if he didn't mind they would be filming their shopping experience.The Assistant Manager smiled and was obviously completely put at ease by Jordan's phony story. He and the female clerk huddled together for a quick conversation and everything was cool.Jordan came back over and as Bryan began filming, people started picking up items of clothing in my size and discussing the merits of any pieces under. As her mouth meets mine, I reach out and pull her dress off her shoulders. She doesn't resist. She is wearing a lacy black bra. I lift her breasts out of it, and, ending the kiss, I bend my head, and close my lips around a hard red nipple. She gasps. I suck on the hard nugget of her nipple and gently nibble on it with my teeth. I feel her hands reach around and grab my ass and she pulls me more tightly against her. I reach behind her and unhook the bra, letting it fall away so her. The pure improbability of it harassed his mind. Then again, Len Slye didn’t believe in coincidences, especially those that are so implausible.There were other reasons to get away from Phoenix. Personal, private purposes. Lucille had been hard on him recently. He’d been a good boy for three months. That notwithstanding, she’d been on him in constant, never-ending bickering, hateful questioning, from the time he returned home until they retired for the night. Often, going to bed didn’t end the.