. I woke up.You may recall that this is how that dream had ended. Some readers may have been disappointed. I know I was. Some dreams you don't want to...end, and, try as you might, you can't get back to them. Maybe a part of me was relieved, too, though. Because I know what I wanted to happen if I could get back to that dream!*Anyway, since the night I had that dream, we had experienced the actual barbecue and had spent a wonderful evening with Phil and Amy at the lake house. We'd had the. What if I start having nightmaresevery night again? You'll get sick, your singing will suck, and it willbe my fault."I frowned, "Don't forget that I'm the one who did this to you. I'mresponsible for everything that's happened to you."Alyssa shook her head, "Come on, Abby, you couldn't have known that youwould piss off that ghost or whatever. Or what would happen after that.You said that Am?lie did the same thing lots of times with Laura. Theyonly had a mean ghost come one time. The room got. A couple of good looking guys. Well my real story starts the night when Tye came by on a Saturday night. Our mothers had gone out for the annual wine night - girls night out. My father was moved out and Tye's father had deployed. We had his house all to ourselves, and we decided to try something some buddies at school told us about. It took a couple hours to find some, but a few phone calls later, and a short bike ride we had in our possession... cough syrup. Not a bad score for some. . my stomach is dry." After 5-10 minutes, my sister sprayed - my face and sheets were wet because of the fluid and even I punched myself in the air without touching my genitals! Now the powder started to affect and I lost control of my body and mind. Within minutes, my full 5 inches was in my married sister's pussy and I was fast asleep. She came back screaming and screaming. But this time, to my surprise, he said, "Oh yes..I am beautiful..I am beautiful CHRISTMAS. Believe me I am a bitch. .