‘Don’t you remember?’ I asked. It was his turn to look puzzled. ‘It’s really the dog’s fault, actually. He woke me up and practically drag...ed me down the hallway. You were dreaming.’ ‘Dreaming?’ ‘Yes, Steven. That thing we do when we’re in REM sleep. If I had to guess, you were having a nightmare, actually. It must have woken the dog. And he came to get me.’ Steven’s face was slowly turning red. ‘Did I… did I say anything? Was I talking in my sleep?’ ‘You just kept saying ‘no’, over and over. And we sat in the Korova milk bar enjoying the old milk+ as we concluded plans for tonight's entertainment.It was in the moon rise hours of the day and as usual we had spent the previous hours out of school, school being no longer entertaining oh my brothers. But parents night was approaching like the moon to the clouds and so and idea approached your humble narrator to ensure the reports of our dedicated teachers to be nice and sparkling clear of the expected negativity. After purchasing our. I recuperated myself and headed downstairs to meet him. Upon seeing him up close, I was shocked. This man was only 1 year older than me at 20 years old. I recognized him since he graduated high school only one year before me, but I didn't dare say anything. "Trevor, this is my friend James." she said I was shocked that my late 40s mother would be having sex with someone my age. No, maybe I was just making things up, and they were just good friends. After I did my greeting, I headed upstairs. Low voices said, ‘Hail the Khan, All Hail the Khan.’ He stopped and raised her face to his. ‘You are chosen, Midyar, to dance for us this evening. Please begin.’ After a few moments, she knew that something inside her was programmed to perform for the Khan. Her body was flowing to the music. Her hands, her hips, her feet, were all certain what to do. She smiled and fastened her eyes on the distant walls, surrendering to the music and her programming. More males were entering the room, choosing.