I headed into my spare room, which faced his window, and turned on one of the lights. I sat down in a recliner that faced the window and pretended to ...atch television. With my chair facing the wall where the window was I could see Tony clearly in his own room. I knew he could see me if he chose to look. I wanted to make sure he was watching so every few seconds I would move and shift hoping the movement would get his attention and perhaps give him a little view of my exposed legs or a glance of. But I had to wait. This was a lady who required finesse and delicacy, which I had no problem providing for her.We walked hand in hand to the dining room where I pulled out the chair for her to sit. The room was lit with just two candles that sat on the table, creating the perfect romantic atmosphere I wanted. (David actually thought of the candles as he helped me prepare the setting and dinner.)The ever-courteous woman, Sandra offered to help me with dinner. I told her no, and to just relax and. He looked down to see a small pair of breasts on his chest.Why am I thinking like Rob again?Because I am Rob! Fuck this I have to wake up.His phone started ringing again suddenly he wasn't walking up stairs butlaying in bed. He'd have to journal that dream so he could remember itbetter. He had practiced lucid dreaming most of his college career, whichconsisted in part of journaling all your dreams in order to remember thembetter. This in turned helped you become more familiar with patters. Next day, I got up in the morning. Mom made my breakfast and I left. Dad left even before me. I went to a nearby tea stall and lit up a cigaratte and waited for Rajan to call. It didn’t come for an hour. After that I gave him a call.Me: What happened Rajan?Rajan: She is washing clothes right now,She told me to wait till then.Me: What man? Just pull her out of there and fuck her,you should control her.Rajan: Ok, I am going then.Me:Give me a call when you start.Inside 10 minutes, I got a call.