.." I responded, trying to bring some positive assurance to an otherwise awkward moment. "And if you really wanted to, we can even the score..." I con...inued. At this point, I started to wonder if Sasha would tell me to leave her house, but I couldn't stop my mouth from saying what was coming. "I'm happy to lose the clothes for our photoshoot today, if you want me to?" Sasha paused for a brief moment, looked at me up and down, and spoke with a playful smile. "I can't believe I'm asking this, but. I supported myself above her and she smiled up at me with a simple happiness playing across every feature of her face. I saw the movement of her fingers to the shirt and she undid the two or three buttons she had bothered to fasten before. I did not even try to hide my hungry looks and lust as she slowly and teasingly pulled the two edges of the shirt apart. Her flesh was perfect, soft smooth from throat to the point where her legs joined her torso. Then as we looked into each other’s eyes,. I loveyou, Mommy."Mommy kissed gently on my cheek. She said softly, "I love youtoo, Petra. You're my dearest daughter."Darkness fell upon us and I woke up with a tear running down myface. That dream was incredibly realistic. It was a strangedream but it was nice. I stared idly at the ceiling while lyingon the bed. Did the dream reflect what I really wished to be? Iwas so free and happy as a girl in that dream. I didn't careabout what the others might gossip about me. It was so naturalfor me to. Neither of the boys had a serious girlfriend, but we knew they made use of the local talent. Where we jealous? Maybe a little, but Emily and I knew the score and encouraged them to use protection and branch out and try to find their soul mates.Emily and I had become friends over the last year and a half, and it was not the first time that Emily and I had driven up to the University together. It was just one of the few times we didn’t rent a motel room when we visited the boys.Emily was a petite.