Our hands touched and I could feel her left hand graze my skin more boldly and journey slowly towards my where my cock was struggling against the wais...band of my underwear. I moved my left hand and gently thumbed my cock, to help it breach the top of my underwear. About an inch of my purple cock head was now exposed to her. She got up on left elbow so as to get a better view of it. She was mesmerized. With her right hand she reached over and touched the fabric of my underwear where my cock. The nightmares slowly went away, until I told them I had to go out of town to meet a client. That night Keira had the nightmare again, this time she screamed out my name, ‘No, not Bill! Oh please, not Bill.’ I woke up with a start hearing her screaming out my name. ‘Oh, Master, I am so sorry! I had that nightmare again, this time it was you!’ I pulled her into my arms hugging her tight, trying to console her. Keira cried on my shoulder as Amber looked at her with a worried look on her face. The. She had broken off relations with her father. Her mother was barely functional, living with Gem's grandparents. Her roommates were about to kick her out. Her brother was away at college (he did not investigate enough to realize that her brother Matt was at the University, just a few miles from the apartment). She had certainly seemed safe. Of course, she was still much more 'connected' than the runaways and burnouts that he typically 'recruited.' There was also a lot more strength in her than. ’ ‘Excuse me!’ The verbal paralysis that Chantal suffered from released her and she quickly found her voice. ‘Why are you talking about me like I’m not here?’ ‘I’m not.’ Martin grinned. ‘I certainly didn’t kiss you like you weren’t here!’ After hearing her father’s laughter, he turned back to her. ‘Is this your first time at Silverglen?’ ‘No, because I’m not staying here.’ ‘Chantal … ‘ ‘Chantal.’ Martin let her name slide from his lips. ‘That’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Why is it.