”“He owns his own computer company and he’s a Senior Instructor at his karate school.”“Must be nice!”“Next time we get tickets to Samant...a’s sky box, I’ll invite you.”“A SKY BOX? AT THE UNITED CENTER? I HATE YOU!”I shrugged, “You just have to know the right people. Samantha is totally cool.”“A girl owns it?”“Yeah. She runs an investment company.”“I need new parents!”“Yours let you play hockey, so I’d say they’re cool enough.”“I guess. I think I’m going to like being your friend!”“I think you. Suddenly, the man gasped in pain and clutched his head. No…not again! he screamed in his head. He trashed his head violently from side to side, his knuckled bleaching from gripping his head. No! NO! NO! He let out a yell,’ Get out of my head!’ he collapsed on the floor, with the rain beating on his back. Thunder rolled in a rhythmic pattern that seemed to mock the man. Against his will, the man sucame to his nightmares. * FOUR The man awoke with a scream. Panting heavily, he glanced across. I bolted upright, swung my legs over the side of the bed and grabbed my pants off the chair. As I was pulling them up I asked “What the hell is going on? Are they all right?”She looked at me blankly, nodded and sighed softly “They’re not hurt, it’s something else, be quiet” then turned and walked out of the room. I followed with bare feet, no shirt, wondering what was going on. I glanced at the bedside clock to see that it was 2:04 in the morning.She led me to the kitchen, to the window over. Then Johnny moved his piss-wet hand up and down in bold, uninhibited jack-off motions. A hundred thoughts flooded Peggy's mind, that her son was drawn to her piss, that it was erotic, that he enjoyed the fact she had pissed in her panties, that he placed his hand on her wet cunt, that he was touching his cock now with his piss-wet hand. She stood with her skirt held at her waist, her panties revealed through the wet panty hose. The hair of her cunt was almost fully revealed through the wetness..