.. no, wait ... there's more here now, but I can't quite reach it. It's like looking at something on the television, or through a window." That's the ...arrier, you have to breach it somehow." Any suggestions?" I've never done it before either, but you are in the mental universe, the rules are different there. It's pretty much all metaphorical." How does that help?" Well, you said it seems like a window, try using a rock." I don't have a rock." If you think about one hard enough, I believe you. They are a forever present ghost on my back, whispering in my ear. Giving me hope that his love for me will prevail, but at the same time crushing all resistance in my mind, assuring me that he will never want me the way I want him. The best part of dreams though, is that you can essentially mold them to any ending. Daydreams are especially good for this and so we will start with one of my most recent ones:I hear the loud roar of his motorcycle first. As it pulls up and around my Culdesac, I. He went to Cindy's room first. She was curled on her side sleeping soundly in her panties and an oversized T-shirt. He poured a bit of the ether on a rag and pressed it firmly over Cindy's nose and mouth. Cindy stiffened but quickly passed out. He then carefully administered a syringe full of the sleeping drug into her ass.Sandra was next. She was sleeping on her belly ina blue baby-doll nightie. He jerked her head up by her hair and slapped the ether soaked rag over her face."Hey! What the .... Making her moan really loudly.“yes-Yes-s-s-sss” she replied, moaning. perfect.I now shifted so that I was basically sitting on my knees. I held Alexis hips tightly, and picked up the pace, pulling back, almost out, then impaling her again and again. With a low groaning grunt I tell her “Yes Pet, Yes-s-ss.”“Give it to me, PLEASE! I want it-t-t…Alexis said, begging. Her moans were now becoming yells. Damn the neighbors indeedThis was great as you can imagine, my plan was coming to fruition. It.