She seemed like a cat and was biting her lips in a very wild and sensual manner. You guys can imagine what my dick is going through.And my sister! Pre...ti was wearing a pink babydoll lingerie and had put on two big pink bunny ears on top her forehead. She looked like your stereotypical “Cutie” He face puffed by very soft make up, unlike mom’s whose make up was stark, and she was gazing at me like a baby girl dying to see her daddy.Mom spoke first “Hhhhmmmm do you see this handsome policeman baby. "Yes, I can see your dreams, but I prefer not to. Dreams are like hallucinations, they don't make much sense. I prefer just to gather the emotional content of the sleeping thoughts. Would you like me to wake you up if you start to have a nightmare?" I pondered the question a moment, and told her "No. I would rather my brain do what it wants. However frightening a nightmare is, it is always a relief to wake up- maybe that is their purpose, to make reality prefered over dreams." She tucked her. "Mmmm, okay Steve!" she replied, "I'll see you at 7.30 this evening then?" Yes, you know how to get to my place, don't you?" I replied, "And... I think we can come to some... arrangement about the cost of the job – a discount or something, in view of the... extenuating circumstances!" That'd be more than welcome, thank you!" she smiled, "See you tonight!"CHAPTER TWOI'd started to get ready early for Anne's visit, and decided to wear some of my sexiest stuff for her to prove I'd been telling her. Later that night, while we were in bed,the topic of conversation somehow turned to her newfriend. After a moment we realized that talking aboutBernie was getting her very turned on. Instead ofbeing jealous I found myself getting excited thinkingabout her talking to him as well. We discussed this alittle, began fondling each other, and discoveredthat the more we talked (“Would you like him to kissthe back of your neck?” “Oh, yes, and down myshoulders . . . “) the more.