He picked me up and set me on the other side of the bed. He got on top of me and kissed me so passionately and I felt one of his hands going up my pj ...hirt. I told him no but he paid no attention to me. I felt his hand on my nipples and his touch was so light, it made me arched my back and moaned a little. “Please suck on them. I am begging you please?” “How badly do you want it?” he said, whispering in my ear. His breath was so hot I became wetter. “I want it so bad. I want you to fuck me,. Answer my questions, and then do me a favor. She smiles self-consciously, and nods. I start stroking the soft white hand that is on her knee, and I feel her relax. Have you ever had a…What is it you Americans call it…A boyfriend? She colors deeply now, and I can feel the heat coming off of her in the enclosed space. No…Not really. I raise my eyebrows. She giggles nervously. Well, one. But…He was a bad choice, and Id like to forget him. A bad choice? I ask, still stroking her hand. Yes. He. ." A cure? It's too soon to tell. However I think I am close," Gail said as she chewed on her stylus in concentration."That's fantastic, so do you still want Tom to take her over to San Jose now?" No, I will try one more time with her. Keep her sedated and later, if the need arises, Tom can take her to site two. I think after Davy, we will be moving anyway. We have been here six months, and that's a long time." Yes Ma'am."Cindy let Davy guide her back to the car and stood there while he opened. Hazy, if you will.“Look... you can either tell me what you are doing here, or you can get the hell out!” I said to him.“I can't go anywhere, and you know that,” I heard him say, but did not see him move his lips.Dumbfounded, I staggered backward a few steps. Maybe I was going insane. I am now hearing voices in my head. In fact, I am hearing the same voice in my head that my dream lover had.“What the fuck!” I said to myself.“I can see that you are troubled,” the voice said, in my head.“Troubled?.