“That would look great on you”. I looked down and smiled back not really interested in the clothes on the rack... “I suppose it would, I just do...'t know though it's so hard to decide, there are so many beautiful things here.” The sound of your voice almost made my knees weak. I laughed my nervousness off, and asked “Do you really think so?.. “Oh yes” you replied, “That is is perfect color for you dark black hair, it so suits you”I flipped through a few more dresses and smiled, “Well I don't. .. oddly familiar. I look up, my eyes traveling from her hairless pink pussy, to her ripe breasts, until I reach her face and find myself staring directly into the eyes of Alison...)(Alison?!)I immediately sat bolt upright. Sweat dripped down my face and back. The only sounds I could hear were my heavy breathing and my heart jackhammering in my chest. Worst of all, I had a raging hard-on so fierce my balls were aching. I never have dreams that vivid that I can remember, so that was strange. He ain't that fond of Pete and was friend to Kenny." I'll do it. You too old to ride some?" Nope, can still ride. Got no hoss though." We'll go riding in the morning. I'll get you a horse. I'm going to sleep. You better save the last drink for when you wake up in the morning." This the last bottle you ever goin' to buy me? Might make a difference me ridin' or not." I expect I'll be buying a bottle time-to-time." I rolled over. "I don't drink so someone will have to drink it."I had Pat over to. Her mind was flooded with those images, and they were, indeed, images of that evening at Master Dave’s. Her thinking was crowded with the images of her trying to get away, those middle aged men with the white tee shirts and confederate flags, and erections, waiting for her, surprising her! Such were followed by the image of her being toted like an animal, her arms and legs fixed to the pole land her naked and fearful. The feeling was delicious, dangerously delicious for Vanessa, and before she.