She wanted to have sex in the shower but I was not ready for that. As we moved out of the bathroom Sheetal told me she wanted to tell me something ser...ous. I thought that she was going to tell my parents about our relationship but it was something else.We laid on the bed completely naked, touching each other when I asked what was that serious thing. She told me about her daughter Seema. She told me that Seema did not have a child even after 3 years of marriage. Sheetal wanted me to have sex. She imagined herself wearing them in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower and the romantic atmosphere of the Left Bank.She wondered if her boss would have a Frenchman for her to wrap her legs around to help seal the deal. He had taken her on a trip to Scotland a few weeks ago and turned her over to the President of the investing firm and his younger brother who was even hornier than he was after he saw her in her nightie with the sheer bottoms that showed off all her assets from every possible. He said oh ok well I’d better go then. I stood up and yelled hey I’ll leave a note in the mailbox when we can go for a picnic. He got an eyeful and said oh ok. He left and my fingers went straight to my vagina. I slowly teased my lips with feather strokes all the time imagining the UPS guys tongue on me. I delved in between my lips with my middle finger, brought it to my mouth, and sucked my juices off it. I found my clit and was making small little circles on it. My mouth was open and I was. A dream that came from so deeply inside my mind it was as if the dream was real, or perhaps it was an omen. Do you believe in intuition? I do.My dream, you see, was quite pleasant but the feelings it evoked were terrible.At the time, I worked as a nurse manager in an assisted living. While I never spent much time in my office, the dream began with a telephone call in the tiny, oddly shaped room that bore my name.I sat at my desk, which was really a recycled counter top in ghastly yellow,.