Couldn't sleep, couldn't dream, The best she could do was to occasionaly get a bit spacy, but that only lasted until something grabbed her attention. ...o, she tried to experience as much of 'normal' existance as she could, with the help of her friends, who treated her just like any other person, any other person that is, who couldn't eat, sleep, or dream. Her imagination was not the best either, although in a way, she was the sum of all the imagination of mankind.But that was not her own. Nadine said he's name was Roy. Nadine was not expecting anyone but Carol told him that he was just in time. Carol told Nadine that Roy wanted to fuck her ass. this was new territory for Nadine but she was so horny and was already having multiple orgasms thanks to Carol. Roy got undressed and he was already getting a hard on. Carol helped him by sucking his dick. they positioned Nadine on her left side as it was better to penetrate her that way. lots of lube and kissing went on and Roy was able. Glancing at the clock radio adjacent to my bed, I realized that it wasnt even 8AM yet. I usually slept in until around 10 or so on a Saturday, being the weekend and all. I had wondered what woken me so early. As the grogginess began to clear from my eyes, I realized that I had a bad case of morning wood. It was uncommon for me to be aroused out of sleep, unlike a teenage boy where waking up at salute wasnt seldom whatsoever. Before long, the sleepiness was out of my eyes and to my horror I saw. “Of course I am,” I told her with a laugh. “Have another beer!” She put one hand on the small of my back and held it there as she took the beer from my hand, and we walked back into the living room. This time, she sat on the couch, not the chair. Jill quickly brought up the subject of Carol, and she tried to explain their relationship. Jill always considered herself to be aggressive when it came to sex; that is until she met Carol. “I’m as horny as the next girl. But Carol was horny one.