"Hello, Jeremy... do you remember me?" The voice came from somewhere beside the bed. Glancing nervously to the side, he could make out a female figure...sitting in the dark. The butt of a cigarette flared momentarily in the shadows."M-my dream woman?" He stuttered, and struggled in vain against the invisible bonds holding him to the matress."Verrrry good, Jeremy," she purred, and took a long drag. "The embodiment of your desires... your ultimate fantasy... remember?" Yes," his cock rapidly. . I broke up with you...” This time he covered her hand with his other hand. “I was stupid to break it off like that, without listening to you.”We were both stupid – me more than you. Is there hope?“During that time, I think we’ve both had a chance to think about where we’re going and what we want.”She nodded silently.“Anastasia, we want different things in life and from our partners...”No, Case, I want you ... I’m not going to cry.She started to protest, but he gently squeezed her hand.“When I. “Mr. Smith, it’s time for the hairbrush. Please ask Mr. Perkins for it and bring it here.” He started to bend over to lift his pants. “No Smith, just walk like that. I’d just have to take them down again. This will all help you to remember our little training session. You don’t want to forget what you learned today, do you? Would be a shame to have to repeat it.” “I didn’t hear you, Smith. Will you remember this?” “Yes, Ma’am.” “Something tells me we may have to give you a tune-up periodically.. She flirted right back at me. I knew it was all a delusion, an illusion--I'd never get to undress that. Certainly not this particular weekend.But then Jill would take advantage of any silence to drive the two us into some memory of when we were kids, cutting Chloe out completely.I began wondering if they'd even be sharing a bed. I was certainly hoping that my little vacation didn't turn into me adjudicating their stupid fucking lesbian squabbles. I didn't know the case law, nor common law.