Oh, hell, I dreamt of her again the other day. I wonder if she had that dream too?To began with, I decided to dream about some of the gals that walked... jogged, and rode their bikes past my house. I found out that if I would think about them before going to sleep, I would dream about them. Just like any dream, I had total control of what I thought. It was funny watching their reactions the next time I saw them after having my way with them in my dream. I'll tell you about a few of the instances.. I got up and fell to the ground. I looked up to see a black dick in my face. I felt the dick enter my mouth spreading it wide. I grabbed the dick and sucked on it to relieve it. The dick left and i got to my feet and moved onwards. I looked around and saw there was a lot of guys in the house. I found my way down the stairs and in the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and someone walked into the bathroom and pulled his dick out and shoved it in my mouth. This one fucked my mouth for a few mins and. Unfortunately, Dani wore long white pants and an airy white, long-sleeved, thin sweater with TWENTY fraking tiny buttons that held it closed all the way to her clavicle! Even worse, she wore a bra that tried to suppress her tall nipples. Her wide-brim, floppy hat hid much of her pretty face. As she came closer, I didn't see panty lines, but I knew she wore something. I hoped to get a better look later. "Dani, it's 93 degrees so why are you wearing a sweater and long pants?" You know I'm a. Then he showed me the box with the evidence that proves the letter.”Sean looked into the box. There was a leather-bound book, he opened it and it appeared to be a diary of some sort. With two sets of entries one in English and one of some foreign, obviously alien language. Also, there were other things, a satchel made of some foreign substance that was a soft as lambskin but appeared not to have been affected by age it looked new. On the outside was some sort of Crest and a word, the word was.