So what in the hell is wrong with me? I wish I could answer that, I’m having a good dream, one of the best I’ve had in months, and I wake up in a ...old sweat making sure the boogeyman isn’t sharing my bed. Why? Because it was him in the dream, Eric. He’s been invading my thoughts. At the supermarket, pumping gas, plucking my eyebrows, there he is. To say the least, it’s driving me crazy. I was minding my own business, last week, wiping down the dashboard of my Honda Accord, when he walks up to. They locked the main door and I without wasting a single second grabbed my sister’s friend’s ass. She turned around and loosened her salwars nada and phat it feel on her feet and she lifted her kameez upto her bra and removed bottom and started walking here and there swinging her bums more, I stood up she came to me and literally pushed me onto sofa and with a signal she said to sit there only.She moved bit far from sofa and she bend down and trying to touch her feet keeping her bums towards. Victor asked me how my physical exam went and I replied very well, because I was in very good health except for suffering from a light sexual frustration on those days…But I added the new Doctor had a very good treatment for that. We went to our bedroom and I started to get undress while I was telling Victor about the whole matter. I told him the Doctor had begun by massaging my tight pussy. I admitted that I had loved his black hands on my soft white pussy.Then I told Victor how the black. " She looked at Phil and smiled. "I've always lovedPhil. Over the last few weeks I have found I love Phyllis even more.This way we are still husband and wife, our roles have simply beenreversed. In fact, I can hardly wait to get Phyllis home and make hermy bitch and prove to you all I can be a better man than Phil everwas!" Phyllis knew full well that Carol?s crudeness as an act as shedid not speak that normally. He couldn?t believe that she actuallythought like that.Liz, now recovered.