. “Are you sure?”She was silent for a few more moments. “Wait, I remember ... my name. My name is Angel, I think.”I smiled at her realization....She was real.“Who are you? Where am I?”“My name is Marcus, and don’t worry, you’re safe. You’re in my home. I found you outside, crying for help.”What was I supposed to tell her, that she had somehow materialized out of thin air because I dreamt her up?“Now, how do you feel? You don’t look hurt.”“I feel fine, just tired. Thank you for saving me. I can. I knew he would cuddle back and rub my body.He did just as I thought and curled up to me resting his hand on my hip."Mmm, you're naked" Kenny moaned quietly.His hand restricted itself to caressing my thigh. Ken let out another quiet moan and his hand proceeded to rubbing my ass and eventually a finger was sliding up and down my slit. I let out a soft moan and gently tried to squeeze some of Brad's deposit out against Kenny's finger. "Mmm baby, your pussy is juicy. Did, you make yourself cum. She asked me about school and what I wanted to do. I told her I was in game development. I asked her the same question, “I dabble here and there. I’ve switched programs a few times. I started in the sciences and moved into the arts. I haven’t quite decided what I want to do.” The minutes passed faster than I wanted them to. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to her. How did this gorgeous girl want to spend her time with me? I couldn’t stop asking myself that over and over.I realized. Joe never lasted long with any woman, maybe two weeks up to a month before he would break up with them.... that was until my dad started dating Dalia, when I was around fifteen. Dalia was a very peaceful and loving woman, a hippie from way back and still lived that way today, I liked Dalia right from the beginning and even after three years of being together, I like her even more and of course my dad must have really really liked Dalia to be still with her after all this time.It felt so good.