That little scene repeated itself half a dozen times, before I managed to stay awake for more than a minute or two. When I finally was able to stay aw...ke, it was because there was food in front of me. I ate about two bites of the pudding, then decided that lifting the fork even with my good arm hurt too much. I then shut my eyes and drifted back into the arms of Morphis.All that nothingness was followed by even more of the same. People were waking me up to be sure I hadn't died in my sleep, I. She continued to wait anxiously for her friend to arrive.This was to be their first meeting in the real world after months of building an online friendship. They had met in a chatroom for wives and significant others of cross-dressers and after weeks of chatting had let down their guard enough to discover that they lived mere blocks from one another. From then on they had added telephone conversations to their repertoire and now a face-to-face meeting.Amber yelped when a hand fell softly on her. Yes, there were words in the English language, but they weren't totally correct, having been invented to describe something that was only suspected to exist. I could use words like send, intuit, receive, know, understand, concept, but every one of them fell short of the truth one way or another. And every one took that split second of thought to figure out what was meant when someone used it to communicate to someone else. It was easier to say that Dreamer talked, he said things, we heard him.. He pulled down his jeans and and nudged my legs apart. I put one foot in the seat and turned towards him and put the other on the floorboard. He positioned himself at the entrance of my pussy and took one last look at the house. "Don't forget to keep watch." "I won't," I replied. He thrust inside of me and moaned. "Baby you feel so damn good," he said. He thrust hard and fast. I moaned while still watching the door to my parent's house. I felt my orgasm getting close and went to grab the.