I dreamt of Brooke. She was there infront of me and was naked from the waist up. Her tits were right infront of my face and her dark nipples hard. I p...essed my face into her breasts but when I opened my eyes I was looking at the ceiling in my house. At first I felt disappointed, I realised it was only a dream. I could feel my pussy dripping and slipped my hand down and began to slowly rub my soaking wet clit. I moaned softly but heard another moan at the same time. I reluctantly pulled my hand. I'm still having trouble believing it."She held up the ticket, David looked. "Yup ... you won. How do you want to handle it?" I have a Blind Trust ... I won the Spanish lottery just after I turned 18 ... I set up a blind trust. A group of lawyers and accountants rigged it so I only have to pay tax on what I use. I'll deposit the winnings in the Trust account." She blushed. "I don't need the money ... I can't spend the interest on what I have. Maybe I should let one of you have it."That shocked. "Ready! That's not a word I expected to hear. But let's see how ready you are."She reaches now for the long, slim, box, and draws from it a riding crop.The crop is thin and springy, perhaps two feet long, with a silver sleeve decorating the handle, and a shaft made of black, pleated leather, with a leather butterfly woven into the tip.She slips her wrist through the loop at the end of the handle, flexes the crop, bending it almost into a half circle, then lets out the tension with a thin smile. I think itwould be better if you wore a shirt." "How come?," I asked. "Um, 'causeyou never if it might get cold while we're out there," she said, and thenadded under her breath with a giggle, "And you might come back withsomething you didn't go out with!" I looked at her strangely, but put myshirt back on, anyway. Ten minutes later we were walking hand in hand onthe beach looking at the starry sky. I asked her again about the pill thatI had taken, but she just shook her head and said,.