It was that unconscious part of the brain, the part that forces us to recall and replay happenings over during our sleep, that wouldn't let go!As if m... nights weren't bad enough dreaming of Mary; now I had another face that I kept dreaming about. Even worse, Mary's and that young woman's face, looking back at me from below the water, kept getting mixed up in my unconscious mind. Sometimes I saw Mary's face distorted as it was by the waters surface. Sometimes I dreamed that the woman I'd married. Lucas looked down and saw a flaccid penis between his wife’s legs. He blinked hard a couple of times and then pinched his arm to make sure he was awake. But he was. He looked down to Olivia’s knees and then started back up. His stomach felt like someone had just punched him. But there were his wife’s thighs, smooth and trim. And there was her dick. He shook his head and blinked again. “What happened?” “What happened?” She looked at him and then back down at the three or four inches of soft. If he wants to fuck you, ask him."Betsy hurried from the bathroom to his bedroom unaware for the momentshe was naked. FIVEBetsy and me left three years later. Al had died a year earlier. Itwould have been nice to stay in the earthen home but both of us neededto find if there were any others out beyond the scope of our littlearea. We buried Al in a grave of about three feet deep. The dirt wasideal but then we hit clay. Both of us cried at the loss of a. I slid the straps off her petite shoulders. The garment included sheer panties and I slipped them off. She offered no resistance when I pulled her gown over her head, revealing her naked goodness. Even at such a moment my mind went to the Bible, to The Song of Solomon in which Solomon describes his hot girlfriend. I can tell you that Solomon’s lady had nothing over Alma standing naked before me. Those small, tight perfect breasts I had been longing for were now available to me with her.