Wellend snagged a couple of her business cards from the counter and scribbled something on the back of one of them.“I’m going to call your coach i... a few minutes, but if I don’t get a hold of him, Mike, please give him my card and have him call me ... hopefully before you practice today. Stick these in your pocket, and don’t lose one of them, okay?”I gave her a raised eyebrow look at her weird instruction but then said, “I have him for physical education in our last period of the day, Doc. So,. Eyes closed, lids fluttering, pleased to imagine each others desire with the minds eye rather than shatter their dreams vision by opening them to any possible flaw. Her cheek, soft, blushing. His, prickly by contrast, flushed with success in getting this far in the dance, begun almost a week ago, by chance.They'd met on the street of the town where she lived, shared a few laughs, a coke and (urged on by good natured ribbing from friends) phone numbers to 'do this again, sometime'. The first. 'Is this cock big enough for you?' I ask. 'No. Its small and pathetic.' she replies. I am so turned on now I could explode. 'Do you prefer bigger cocks inside you than this?'...'Much bigger'....'Has this ever satisfied you?'...'Never' she replies again.I don't want to come yet as I need more of this. 'Slap me for it being too small? I ask. She takes her left hand from my cock and gives me a slap across the face. 'Harder' I ask again and she obliges with more power. She moves her hand again and. .. we feel the need the hunger in us...and again something touches us and the world fades again.The dream breaks into many images and scenes... I am with my childrentending to them and helping them, in each act... I can feel hisradiance in me. I know I do the right thing, the only thing. I willteach them to be just like him and me. Then they will know thisglorious feeling.I am running through the house tiding things as I go, it tires me, butI have just to remember him... and that radiant glow.