" Really? I've never had that."Leslie approached her two friends. "You aren't avoiding me, are you?" Oh, no, of course not!" said Tara."You're always ...hispering." Yeah, sorry, but it's nothing to do with you." Is it those dreams?" Leslie asked, more quietly than usual."Huh?" asked Tara. She wasn't eager to broach the subject of dreams with Leslie again."Yeah, I started having them too," said Melanie."Oh, really?" said Leslie. "You know, I had one last night. At least what you were saying. I'm good to go."She smiled and said, "Just seeing you like this makes me realize that I was looking for the wrong things, and almost found them. And hearing that pastor last night made me realize there's hope for me, too." Then she grinned, "If I can survive Suzy and Richelle, that is!"We finished getting ready for school, then went out to the kitchen to find Rob already up, dressed, and flipping pancakes. Bacon was in the oven, and the coffee was just ready, in the old-fashioned percolator. So if I was to drop a few hints to Christine about some of the little games we play, she'd probably understand a little more about it than you think.”That made my eyebrows rise sharply. “You'd drop hints to Christine about us?” I asked.Mandy smiled. “Maybe, maybe not! It would be interesting to see your reaction if Christine found out that I keep your cock in a cage, and that you've got a four and a half-inch pecker! And that it drives you wild to imagine another guy fucking me!”“Jesus!” was. ”I was lost for a minute in those deep blue eyes of hers and my mind went back some 18 years ago when another beautiful young girl had entrapped me with those big blue eyes and she was even 9 months pregnant at the time. And here is the product of that pregnancy, sitting across from me, staring at me once again with her own equally enticing blue eyes, but this time I wasn’t 19 years old and very vulnerable.We talked about her experience with the TSA screeners at the airport and what she went.