So he sucked. Anddespite his distance from the real, he found himself enjoying it. Thepulsing sensation, and something building within. An eroticis... he hadnever felt in his previous being. And some minutes passed of this, abuilding pleasure that brought an ache to Jon that could not be filledby the dream.And wait, a previous being? But this wasn't real, was it. Somehow,through sheer will, his eyes were forced open and slanted toward thecorner mirror of his room, and a glimpse - only a. She was inthe middle of doing a plie, but she gave no sign of what was happeningand continued the exercise. The sudden blossom of almost-scalding heattook her by surprise, but she loved the way the soothing warmth sooncrept between her legs to warm her little bottom. She wet her diaperagain during the session, but she didn't even notice. Daphne wassurprised when an hour Nanny later led her into the cool-down stretches,and she hadn't been reprimanded even once."That was quite good today," Emma. She wasn't upset. More like she was happy to catch me in an embarrassing moment. There was something in her eyes just then. An odd sparkle. I think she was flattered. Well, I was busted. No sense in lying. "Yeah. Yeah, Mom, I am. Sorry but.... you actually look pretty good." She chuckled at my compliment. "You're such a good boy," I laughed feeling my face flush. "New suit?" She looked down her own body, one hand holding the counter firmly as our world continued to shift back and forth. "Yeah,. None of them were particularly interesting to watch so Victoria's gaze returned to the window. As if on cue Victoria's phone came to life and vibrated noisily on the plastic table in front of her. It was a text from an unknown number."Hi. Hope you don't mind me texting you out of the blue but loved the other night and wanted to know if you'd like to meet up again?" the message read.Victoria cast her mind back and tried to recall giving out her number. Then it dawned on her – it must have been.