We’re having cereal,” Lily said cheerfully. She seemed to think that the chance to have cereal was well worth the effort of getting out of bed.“...h, joy,” Sean said. The blur that was his sister left the room. He got up and put on his sweatpants. He stumbled to the bathroom and found the door was closed. He sat down on the floor with his back to the wall waiting for his sister to finish inside. His eyes started to drift shut.“Wakee, wakee!” Lily shouted.“Why don’t you go to the bathroom before. ’ The girls snickered, and then Trish rolled back against me, turning her head to ask: ‘And they kissed? … Oooh, … what else did they do? I made room for her to lie on her back, and Rick did the same for Pat and with a chuckle explained: ‘Probably what you think. They told us they did it once after a party, a bit drunk, when they didn’t end up with guys, and …, well, … it was good, … of course, so I guess they did it when there weren’t any boys who wanted to.’ Trish responded with asurprised. He looked up at me and smiled, then placed both hands on my waistband and gently pulled them down. I watched his reaction as he pulled down my pants and I wasn’t disappointed. Once my pants got below my crotch, he pushed his swivel chair back and let my pants drop to the ground. He smiled and looked up at me.“My my my, Marty, what do we have here, or should I say Mrs. Fisher?” he asked.I stood there with my pants around my ankles wearing a pair of sheer, French-cut bikini panties that I had. An AI said in someone familiar's voice, "Get back up and stand there, you stupid fucking whore! Where is your sign?" And I couldn't find it...I woke up; Mona was shaking my shoulder. "Get up and go pee or something, Mama -- you're having a nightmare." What time is it?" Late. Past bedtime. You've been sleeping all this time? You still need to do your ad. Shit! I should have come in here before this! Can't you do ANYTHING right?"I quailed; the dream was fresh and the words fit it perfectly..