..”...And girls...“I mean, Hell, I'd do you. With all that ass...”It started to turn her on. She lowered her shorts to show a cute pair of polka...dotted panties. She turned around in the mirror and unhooked her bra. She watched her bra fall to the floor as her small yet cute breasts became free. She took a picture on her phone, teasing her boyfriend, then sending it to him. She then lowered her panties showing her smooth curvaceous buttocks. She spanked them.“Ugh.”She took some pictures on her. I promised to Alexa you'll pay pack to those men once you came back."I could feel the spiders walking down my spine with ice cold feet. And then became angry. Had I been betrayed again?Before I could really start asking questions Sofia already started briefing about what had happened. I guess it should not have surprised me at all after what we had been through together. This fifteen year old girl had seen and been through more in her short life than most of the people face in sixty years.. Right now he didn't care.It was her, really her! She was real and seemed happier than he could easily remember.As for himself? he was at peace.Feeling more content than he could recall in a long time.The last few hours, more exciting than he could have ever believed, his decision to wait seemed to have been justified.He loved them both! Deeper than he could measure.And now due to 'the intervention' a choice, the choice, had finally been made.And somehow impossible as it even now seemed, it was. .. him.Will slides down through the floor and walls to the living room. Randy is there, sprawled in the recliner. Will stands behind it, sneering as he begins attuning to the threads of thought coiling around the ex-athelete and soon-to-be-ex-husband.In the real world, Randy Holden would intimidate Will. But Dream is Will's sport -- he is the athlete here. He is in control here. And he sees no need to be gentle.Ordinarily, Will is careful when he treads through others' thoughts in Dream..