" I just want someone to give me a gun to fight with," Lisa responded vaguely, not mentioning her real hope for fear that she would laugh it off.Right...on schedule Lisa was invited into the captain's office for the meeting. She walked through the doors a little nervously, into a small room with a standard plastic desk and a few potted plants. Pictures of a smiling girl of about twelve were displayed on the top of the computer terminal. Stanley was sitting in her chair, looking a little frazzled. I shook myself again, reminding myself once more that as a lucid dream, nothing would happen except what I wanted to happen. Ruth would continue to lay on this bed pretending to sleep even if I plunged my tongue deep into her molten twat… I pondered this for a moment. What would the real Ruth have done if this had actually happened? I decided to find out. With an effort of will, I commanded this dreamscape to behave as if this were the past being rewritten. From here on out, Ruth would behave. In the middle of night, what she felt as a sweet dream, Someone from her behind hugged her tightly lifting her gown and felt something very large very long, very solid between her bare buttocks, and resting hot and hard against her clit. She blinked, opened her eyes wide, saw only darkness she felt soft breath tickling the back of her neck, warm arms encircling her, a hard, muscular body enfolding hers. She held herself very still, forcing her fuzzy mind into a clarity it really wasn’t ready. .Once I asked Lydia about their shenanigans around me and how strange it was it did not seem to bother her. Lydia explained Rachel, Erica and Ashley loved to tease me to get a rise out of me (in more ways than one) so I ought just to sit back and enjoy the views, besides, she loved to see the way I get flustered, and it turned her and the others on sexually, imagining all the dirty thoughts and fantasies that must be churning through my male brain!I laughingly replied“Oh so it is a look but.