I took a few steps towards the stairs, but Renee pushed me back. I began to fall. I awoke with a jump, my heart racing. I wasn’t sure if it was for ...he push and falling or for the visages from my dream. It didn’t matter I was awake and had no hope of returning to sleep. I looked at the clock: it was 5:15 AM. The pre-dawn blue glow engulfed the master bedroom, giving the entire room a Gothic look. It gave me an instant story idea. I rushed to the desk, pulled out a pen and legal pad, sat, and. "Margo, you don't have to do..." His voice trails off as I drop my dress to the floor. He takes my breasts in his hands and begins to fondle them. "You are so sexy." He says leaning his head down to suck on my nipples. My hands are in his dark hair and we fall on the bed. He is on top of me looking down with light brown eyes that for so long I only saw in a photograph or in his Facebook page. "I didn't care about anything Margo, I was dead inside. I want you." He tells me as his kisses cover my. "A hot looking daughter at that." He didn't even turn around to look, hejust ran out of the alley as fast as he could. His breasts kept bouncingand slowed him down because he wasn't used to the extra weight on hischest.A man in his late twenties stepped out of the shadows as the girl he'dstumbled on ran out the other side. He had gold chains around his neckand rings on all his fingers. He smiled at his good fortune and thelight glistened off his gold tooth. "Looks like I have work to do,". That's apretty nasty break you've got there." Tell me about it." I suddenly realized what was strange about her."Can I ask you about something?" Of course you can." You're the first regular person I've seen since the bubble who isn'twearing some kind of breathing equipment. What's changed?" The big brains in Atlanta gave us the word this morning. They can'tfind anything to indicate that whatever happened to you iscontagious."My first reaction was that this sounded like good news. But I.