" Roberts replied."Then I shall bid," he rummaged for his purse, "Seven guineas, shall any bid against me?"Silence reigned, "There ent no meat on her ...ny road." moaned a labourer from the shadows."Seek bids Roberts." Trelawney ordered.Roberts asked hopelessly for further bids, and when none such came he turned to the squire and said quietly, "She is yours sire."Trelawney took a deep breath, "The tradition is that any who takes the wench may ask for her hand, now I ask you all to take note that. Okay, my dreams had always been a little unusual. That was the reason I wanted to get into psychology and why I had wanted to talk to Mr. Shelby. For one thing, I never have nightmares, at least nothing like what other people talked about. I almost always have dreams in the 'first person' sense. Meaning I saw them as if I were living the scene. That's not unusual in itself. Many people dream this way. What was unusual was that in 'first person' I have control. It didn't matter what was. I dont know if you asked me properly yet.." your damn right i didn't" i said deepening the embrace"Sandra Martin would you like to go out with me?"anticipation growing in my head even though i already felt i knew the awnser.she smiled and slowly said(the words took forever to get out of her mouth"yes i will"i grinned at her and leaned in for our first kiss.it was slow and passionate as our lips met and our tounges gently probed each others lips i widened my mouth and she did the same our. He brandished it menacingly, but the foam merely wobbled. I tried hard not to giggle."Oh no, Sir, please don't turn me into a zombie as well. Are you quite sure that you can't think of a treat you would like instead?"He thought for a moment."Got any Oreos?" Sorry, them neither." I'd hate to have to hurt a nice kind lady like you just because you forgot the treats. How about a blowjob? That would be a real treat!"I pretended to consider. Without the foam ax in his head, the zombie wasn't at all.