Just as I role back over I realise I am afflicted with the sign of a man 1st thing in the morning, the timeless duvet tent! “Hmmmm, I tell myself, I...don’t remember having a dream about shagging anyone, though this probably has something to do with the hot night of sex I had last night with her!” the next thing I realise is I am actually stroking myself while daydreaming about last night.Well it would be a waste of a perfectly good erection if I didn’t, wouldn’t it?? So I lay back, close my eyes. I have to get this down, while everything is still fresh in my mind. I'm not sure how long I am going to be able to hold onto the events I am going to relate to you."Growing up as children, we all have our flights of fancy: space exploration, invisibility, performing magic, and even time-travel. Isn't it strange how we, as humans, find ways to make our flights of fancy a reality? My father talks about a time when they used to listen to music on ten inch vinyl disks, instead of the three and a. He put his pants back on and we were sitting around listening to music and drinking. My wife was sitting on the couch, next to my brother-in-law and her sister was too tired to stay up and went to bed. I could see that if I left the room and acted like I was too tired to stay awake, things might just progress towards turning fantasy into reality, so I told my wife I was going to bed because I'd had too much to drink. She said that was fine, she'd come to bed later. I went to bed and waited, and. Ise to main kisi hal poora kar ke rahoongi.”“Baji Ek baat kahoon.. nura to nahi manogi.. aru angry bhi nahin honeka” wah meri gaal ko katha bola. ‘Bol Kya bath haI” mein poochi.“Mera ek bahut hi acha dost ahi.. wasim… mere se ek saal bada hoga… wah apni chioti bahen Zubaida ko chodna chahtha hai.”Meine uski bat kat kar..gusse se poochi “Jameel kya tumne use hamari bat kahi hai..” mein use gusse se ghoor rahi thi..“Nahi baaji… aapki kasam.. hamari baat meine kisiko nahi batayee.” Usne ruanse.