Just one dream. I’ve been having it since I was a teenager. I’ll just quickly tell you how it goes, because it’s not the real story, but it is t...e beginning of the story.It feels like I’m awake but in a field, not in my bed. It is always spring in the dream. It’s a little cool, the grass is that vibrant green and the trees are in blossom. I’m on my hands and knees in the grass and I’m almost naked. My boobs are hanging down and my nipples are being brushed lightly by the taller leaves of grass.. Tess finally convinced Cathy to use a strap-on in bed one afternoonwhile the child napped.Tess continued, "Soon after that Cathy stopped calling for me to helpwith the babysitting and within a month she made it clear ourrelationship had been spoiled by the act of penetrating my bottom." Isaw her eyes moisten but no tears fell."Anyway I was off to Chicago very soon after and classes distracted mymemories. Why I can still feel this pain I don't know. Cathy was ofcourse a beautiful and a tender. Am I ready? Ugh. ?Yes, yes?Sir.? she replied?clapping her hands & jumping up and down a little. ?Okay!? she said, grabbing His hand and pulling him out of the open door, onto the deck and down into the field.She let go of his hand and darted out ahead a bit?chattering non-stop, giggling, turning around to walk backwards and look at him while she babbled on and on?amused, apparently, by the sound of her own voice?rattling on and on. She was happy & excited?and as such?couldn’t stop. Karen had gotten quiet. Above the water it may have looked like everybody was chilling and listening to the music, but I quickly began suspect there was more going on under the bubbles. Karen had this faraway stare and her mouth never quite closed and she bit her lip from time to time adjusting herself slightly in place. It kind of looked like she had found a jet from the hot tub and it was blasting her gspot. I could tell she was wasted now if that's what she was doing. It was only moments.