"You'd better not let him hear you say that. He's not getting it for free either. He's going to help me with the job I've been given at the moment." N...t if he's got to read." Oh no! It's ideas I shall be using him for." Good luck, Eleanor!" Thanks, Mr Woolstencroft." Ron." Thanks, Ron."The ambulance duly arrived and the driver said that they would be round in a couple of days to take him in for physiotherapy. Eleanor thanked him but said that she was happy to fetch and carry him. She hoped to. "She interrupted, "You what?" I sort of blurred all the details of the whole thing." You can do that?" Mom, there isn't much I can't do in dreams. Not that I've found anyway. There is a lot I won't do, things that are just wrong. I don't like to take chances with people's minds if it can be avoided. Most people don't really remember all the details of their dreams anyway. I don't know if I could make her forget the whole thing, and in this case I didn't want to. Instead, I left her with the. Chrissy was now having orgasm after orgasm, bucking and howling as Stan rammed into her. She had learned to take my cock down her throat without losing it and began licking and sucking with unbridled lust.For fifteen minutes Stan and I continued rooting the fuck out of her, changing positions occasionally. Then the doorbell rang.“Go and see who it is” I ordered Mike. “Leave your clothes where they are. If it’s Joe he’s gonna crack up when he sees what you’re packing. Don’t even think about. “But my ‘visions’, I remember clearly. Every detail, every nuance, every word. Yes, they always come at night when I’m asleep, but they aren’t ordinary, run-of-the-mill dreams. I don’t know how to explain it any better than that.”“Okay. I think I understand,” he said musingly before continuing. “And, you’re right, they aren’t common dreams. I too remember everything about them, while I don’t remember many of my dreams, and when I do, I don’t remember much.”With his question asked and answered,.