To the right, Paige standing in her dorm room wearing a large nigh transparent nightshirt beckoning a phantom Jono onto the bed. In the center stood a...scene of Monet riding Jono on the very bed that stood in the middle of the non-room. Jono recognized most of these images as scenes from his own thoughts and dreams."I don't like people snooping around in me head Monet" Jono snapped as irritation at the intrusion grew within him.Monet gave him an 'as if' look, "Who needed to snoop? You have been. Is he still your father?" Of course. He'll always be that. That's something I can't change. That doesn't mean I have to like it." No, I guess not. Just remember, if you punish him, you'll be punishing yourself, too." I know. You're right. That doesn't make it easy. You never told me." Told you what?" How you feel about it." I don't." What do you mean you don't? How can you say that?" I knew it. I knew I should just worm out of answering." I'm sorry. I shouldn't pick on you. You're not the one. I couldn't believe it."I told you it was trip weed, didn't I?" I heard Hunter say somewhere.It was. I was in another dimension and so horny I could hardly stand it. I looked over at Kari. She looked great and so damned sexy.Not long after, that paranoia of good grass began to set in. I began to feel that Hunter was orchestrating all this so that he could fuck my wife. It made me feel nervous and enormously turned on at the same time.I noticed how sexy Kari was looking at him and I felt that she. You could count the number of women he dated on one hand and I couldn't be sure he wasn't a virgin when he got married. Probably not, but I couldn't be sure.The more I thought about it, the more I realized that the most likely source of good advice would be another woman. Now Tom's wife, Jenny, might be a possibility. She certainly brought him out of his shell and I got the impression she was a bit of a hidden hottie. You wouldn't know it to meet her, but sometimes ... well ... you never can.