Up and down, up and down, Sally’s body worked itself around Pete’s iron-hard dick, as groans and squeals of lust filled the air around them. As sh... corkscrewed her pussy around his cock, he continually worked his hips in an upward motion, filling the hot blonde’s clenching cunt with each thrust upward. Still working herself steadily, Sally bent down and they kissed again, even more feverishly than before, if that was possible. She was getting close to an atomic climax, and she could feel Pete’s. There was an intriguing absence of color permeating the place, an absence of light itself that couldn't be called darkness. It was like I was just a floating consciousness in a vast empty space, one without color nor light. It felt decidedly odd. I remember going to sleep after another boring day at college and that was about it. Where was I? Maybe this was one of those lucid dreams things that I'd heard about?Then a voice spoke, sending a shiver through me as the voice seemed to originate from. He could barely make it out and only while it was moving. He drew back in alarm and gently closed the door.His worst fears had come home. It was those damned chameleons. Nothing else made sense and matched with what he had just seen. They were obviously searching for him. Well he had the answer to that as well. He had contingency plans.He paused. He held no doubts that VonHaden and the rest of Ragnor wanted him dead. He still needed more information in order to try to salvage what he could. How. I think they dated a couple of weeks after that and every time they went out, it was HIM wanting sex. No more hangin' out with friends. No movies. SEX. And he dumped 'er and moved on.That's not what I've experienced so far. First, hurt? Like pulling a hangnail, maybe, and then WOW!I love the guy. I know that whole thing about leering old guys with the hots for teenaged girls. Never got that with Dan. Never. As a matter of fact, he almost RAN the other way. I could tell he was nervous. I can.