Almost as soon as she smiled, she thought of her talk with Ramone. Things weren’t going well for them and it was all her fault. Or so she thought. H...’d seemed so withdrawn from her. ‘Ah well, I’ll ring him later’, she thought. She had a shower and got dressed. She was pouring some cereal when there was a knock on her door. ‘I wonder who it could be’, she thought. She walked over to the door and without looking through the peephole, she opened the door. ‘Surprise,’ said Jamie. ‘Hi,’ Anna. Neatly folded piles of clothes lay around the floor."Just strip and put your clothes next to ours," Susan instructed me.We all undressed. Soon we were stark naked, our clothes neatly stacked on the floor."Off we go!" Duncan smiled, and he went out the room, the rest of us following.We entered the main room and I was confronted by the sight of over forty naked men, women, teenagers and children fucking one another's brains out.There were a total of forty-six people at the party.Jenny's widowed. Obviously this is a lucid dream. And a damn fine one too. These are the best kind of dream to have, until the one in front spoke again."Are you D. B. Story?" she asked in an arousing contralto; the kind that sends shivers up your spine. And she did not sound at all insulted that I hadn't answered her the first time.But that comment threw me for another loop. D. B. Story is a name I only use for my erotic fiction on the web. The kind of stuff I give away because nobody will actually pay me for. I feel back to sleep quickly. We were woke by Thor needing to go out so Pete got dressed to take him out, I was awake now and Amy was groggily looking at me while left the bedroom to gather my clothes from the living room. I walked back into the bedroom and began putting my Jeans and top back on, while talking to Amy and thanking her for the awesome night. I told her I was glad to see Pete coming toward me earlier in the night at the bar and was happy to hear that it was her idea to find me. We.