All I could picture was my wife in her red bikini that I’d purchased for her on her knees in front of the tall muscular black man with his enormous ...ock in her mouth. I didn’t think she’d be able to take him into her mouth so she’d probably be running her tongue up and down the length of his penis before moving to his plumb-like head as she took as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. I heard him groaning softly and every now and then my wife made loud gagging sounds. A good night. I look down and see Beatrice has stopped, her fingers in up to the knuckle.“Harder”As Beatrice seeks to obey I thrust forward, pushing Sophie on to the invading limb. This time I’m rewarded with a bestial moan, tears forming in Sophie’s eyes causing streaks of eye shadow down her cheeks-I wake with a start, the sound of a motorbike engine telling me my neighbor is up and heading out for his usual Sunday ride. My phone says it’s 8:30. I roll over, the sheets sticking to me from the mess I made. You're still the same old Sam I've known since grammar school. Let's sit down on your bed and talk aboutwhat's bothering you. Okay?" Okay." sniffed Sam. "Just like old times."And Charlie puts an arm around Sam and asks "What's wrong?" I had this really strange dream. In it, we changed into other people." That _is_ weird, but as you can plainly see, it was just that - a dream.You and I haven't changed at all. We're the same people we've alwaysbeen." I guess you're right. But it felt so. Molly Brubaker was persuaded to become Alpine-Cascade’s corporate pilot, taking over the King Air twin-engine aircraft received in the award of assets from Alpine-Colorado. She kept her Cessna 180 and hired a local pilot to take over the air ambulance flights. She came to love ferrying her new bosses between the Methow Valley and Denver, and Alpine-Cascade’s other recreation properties.A very small and private gathering of friends and family stood on a rounded hilltop above the Brightman ranch.