‘If you hate being called babe, you should not pretend-sleep like a babe.’ ‘Oh really? I should really teach you who the adult in this bed is.�... I said and started twisting his right nipple. ‘Aaaah’ he cried and our routine early morning wresting match/ foreplay began. Before I knew it he had me pinned down and latched on to my pebble-hard right nipple, while twisting my left one with an anger most people reserve for their enemies. I cried out loud once before clutching the silk bed sheet that. .." Cassie breathed, looking horrified. "That's what that means... that's what... oh God... !" What? What?!"Cassie swallowed, trembling badly. "A d-detail from my dreams... something trailing from each of them... I c-can't really explain it better than that, but I-I think it represents their... I don't know what you want to call it: their souls, their spirits, their former selves, but it's like... leaking away from them. Like the longer they stay enslaved to Nyssa like this..." The more. There had been a lake near the camp and they'd gone skinny dipping in the moonlight, she'd been more than happy to let the two guys share her, the condition being of course that they keep it as hushed as possible, and they had. After all, they had just been rumors that no one had actually confirmed. But this…this wasn't going to be kept hushed. This was likely to be the biggest news going around school come Monday morning, her life was going to be ruined. "Fucking animals," John Walker. I she said, “okay”, hoping that this was going to be the start of this of the adventure I so desperately wanted. “Do you remember the first time we masturbated together under this tree?” my heart missed a couple of beats at her question. I must have looked at her with a quizzical response, because she then said, “Oh never mind, it was a stupid question.” I responded, “No, It’s not a stupid question and yes I remember that, why?” “I remember that night like it was yesterday. Even though you I.