When he dreamed of playing center field at Yankee stadium, so did several of his buddies: again, no surprise there.But now that nature bestowed erecti...ns on Peter, his dreams got downright personal.Fortunately, Peter's dreams only broadcast to his other "dream participants", if they weren't fictional. When Peter pretended to kiss Karen, the class hottie, only Karen had the same dream, no one else.Peter began putting two and two together when Karen began showing a keen interest in him right. " Did you get a pizza or something for your dinner Derek?" Mother called as I started up the stairs."No, Jean cooked steaks." Oh so it's Jean now is it. You watch yourself my lad!" Mother laughed at me, "Some old ladies like to have a toy-boy." Little did she realise how near the truth that was.For a while I lay in the darkness waiting for sleep that wouldn't come. I gently stroked my prick as I replayed the scenes from mother's thoughts. Perhaps I should have been more shocked than I was but I. ”Bitch crawled out of the room to her sleeping place in the bedroom. I closed the door behind her.“Come to me, Kat.”This time it was her crawling.“You know that these punishments are not sexual, right?”“I’m sorry sir, it’s just that it was so hot. I couldn’t stop.”“Yeah, I know that feeling. I’m quite turned on myself. No need to let Bitch know that, though.”“Bitch is not dumb, sir. I don’t think there is much she doesn’t notice. Anyway, sir, I have a request if I may?”“What is it?”“I’m kinda. I agreed and said, “Good Night bhabhi” she told me, “Sorry if I talked nasty to you and sorry about the puski.”I laughed and kissed her on the head and said, “Bye! See you tomorrow.”In the night I was thinking about her and her sudden frankness today, I masturbated again and slept again thanking her “sweet” smelling puski.Next afternoon, I came from college and was sleeping in my room when I heard hush-hush tones coming from the other room. My bhabhi was there sitting with my friend’s mother,.