"Who are you?"Her wide smile slowly turned into a wistful one.She shook her head."Then where are you from and why are you here?"She stayed silent and ...ooked at me."I saw you," I said firmly, "I saw you in a dream. My dream. How can you be here? That was six years ago. You look exactly the same as I remember you."She raised her head and that beautiful smile came back."I wanted to see the Wizard," she whispered, "I wanted to see the wonderful Wizard of OZ with you. And I did."I had met the Wizard. "I'm having dinner with the general manager and production managers tonight so if it runs late I probably won't call and wake you up. If you don't hear from me by nine don't wait up." I love you too. Bye-bye."That night I followed her again and she went straight home and didn't come back out. I was beginning to wonder if I might have jumped to conclusions when I figured that she used my out of town trips to run around on me. I only had one more night until I was supposedly due to come home and. "You have begun to notice that there have been some changes," Dreamer said to us. "Some of them I can tell you about, others will be beyond your understanding. I may be able to relate actions but the reasons or motives or principles involved may be too esoteric to describe precisely."First, we are not human. I include myself among the people even though I was made by them. We are far more advanced than you and what you call the laws of physics and other 'unchangeable' concepts can be ignored or. How inadequate they had been. At the time, she had thought they were amazing. Compared to tonight, however, those memories seemed woefully pathetic. “Can I eat you out?” Mitch asked shyly, snapping her out of her reverie. Heather giggled. “Mitch, you just fucked me up the ass, I think you’re probably beyond needing to ask permission to stick your tongue inside me.” Mitch snickered in response. “I see your point,” he said through his laughter. As he spoke, he also began working his way.