”“What? What are you talking about?” asked Tara.“I’m talking about the people who tried to get into the house.”“I don’t know what you�...�re talking about.”“But ... that was real! I woke up Dad and he got everyone out of bed.”“Nah! Sounds like more of your weird dreams to me,” said Tara.“Oh!” That was really strange. It had all felt so real.“Tell me more about this wacky dream of yours.”“We hid in the bathroom. The police came. It was all very intense. I thought it was really happening,” I said,. After ... you know." She reached over and touched the DVD before she continued, "The last time ... you know all about it ... you saw ... everything." She buried her face in her hands and cried quietly, her shoulders bobbing in time with her sobs.Bill reached over and gathered the photographs, matches and the DVD and put them back into his briefcase. When that was done he shuffled around in the briefcase and pulled out a small sheaf of papers that were stapled together. He tossed it on the. She leaned in and kissed me again. This time I was more aggressive. My hands ran through her thick hair and over her shoulders. Our tongue’s danced over each others. Her hands squeezed my ass and my cock began to throb in my pants. I was sure she could feel my hardness as our bodies were meshed together. “Come with me” she said as she took me by the hand and led me to my bedroom. “I find myself very attracted to you” she said. I was about to speak but she put one finger to her lips to shush. Ericka normally wore shirts that bunched up those beauties to show them off to the guys and I would always stare, almost get hypnotized by them. I grabbed a bag and we proceeded out the back door into the dark alley behind the bar. Not two seconds after the door closed Erika pinned me against the wall and gave me a nice long kiss. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time" she said. From my smile she could tell I was in agreement and we started to make out behind the bar. Erika was taller.