" Maybe you can tell me about it some other time," she said. "Twice Amber's nightmare was the same. Both times she was tied up while this guy in a mas... fucked the crap out of her. Both times it ended up with her crying and just sort of wallowing in guilt. At first I didn't understand it, but then the next time it changed. It started out with you and her in a car somewhere, and then you were somewhere else. Then you were, like, eating at the mall or something, then she was tied up with the guy. " "AnnaLee, I had no idea..." Corrin spoke softly, "I should not have pressed you into reliving this... this... nightmare." She released her clasping companion and holding her hands she spoke slowly and concisely, "I meant what I said. Your... hurt remains here. I'll never repeat a word." "I know, but I haven't finished. The nightmare continued. The following week... I answered a knock at the door..." she choked back the horror, "It was around seven in the evening," tears flowed down. He was not close to any of his relatives so had no idea what they were up to.It was 9PM and he was sat down watching television. He was watching the BBC1, watching the latest news. It was snowing hard outside and Christmas Eve was 3 nights away. It was 21st of December.The world is not going to end tonight and many morons believe that today is the last day on Earth, Rogan grumpily thought to himself.He knew about people buying into the Mayan Prophecies about the world ending in Dec 21st 2012,. Cassie's hands wandered down Natalie's body and she raked her fingersalong Natalie's legs, caressing her through her sheer-to-the-waistfifteen denier pantyhose. Her fingers explored the top of Natalie'sthighs and slowly edged to her sex. She found her damp and warm, thediaphanous nylon soaked with vaginal secretions.Natalie's hands squeezed Cassie's nylon-encased buttocks and thighs.Cassie had forgone the control tops and she too wore expensive sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. Natalie fluttered.