He leant down to kiss her and the hot water washed over them. They began lathering one another up, caressing every inch of one another, savouring the ...loseness and intimacy of the act of washing each other.Sven turned Lillith to face the wall and pushed her up against it. With one had he cupped her breast, playing with her nipples. With the other, he traced his finger down her spine, all the way down between her ass cheeks. When he reached her puckered asshole, he massaged it gently, slowly. Fortunately, I woke up just in time for my stop. I stepped off the streetcar...Streetcar?...and started across the street, being careful to look both ways before crossing.I suddenly realized just what I was doing, and stopped dead. I was way beyond confused, and coming up fast onto a real panic. There hasn't been a streetcar through here since at least 1966; I remember my boyhood sadness...Boyhood?...as the last of the cream-and-red beauties left the car barn that one final time. Yet here was a. ” I nodded. “Yeah, exactly. And I keep blaming it on the haze. I kept blaming what happened with us on the haze too. You know, the whole sleep thing or whatever it is y-”“Sexsomnia.”“…Huh?” I turned my body to face her.“It’s called sexsomnia.” she replied, her voice shaky. “I don’t want to get into detail about it. You can Google it yourself. But it explains a lot. I slept in the same bed as Chris a few nights in a row to see if what you were saying was true…”“You didn’t believe me.” I. ”After she pulled into the parking lot he touched her shoulder. “I’ll go in and get us a couple of rooms, okay?”“Sure, it will give me time to calm down from the ride.”It wasn’t long before he came back out to the car with a troubled look on his face.“Uh-oh, what’s wrong?”“They only have one room available, with one bed, they said they can bring in another roll away bed if we want. I’m sorry, but that’s all they have.”She blushed, batted her eyes, tried to sound calm, and said, “Don’t worry,.