I know what a beautiful girl you are from seeing you in your bikinis, but I was still stunned to see you dancing around nude in front of the window li...e that. Don’t worry though. I’ll erase the video if you want me to.”I tried to act offended and upset, saying, “No way, Frank! How can you even suggest that I would do anything like that? And even if I did, you’d be a pervert for recording me like that. If you’re so sure of yourself, maybe you’d like to prove it to me. I’ll bet you ten bucks that. I struggled to get to my feet, having drunk more than a few spirits and also fucked my way through quite a few people the day before. It was nice, but it’s good to have a chance to sleep such a marathon session off, too ... and that just wasn’t meant to be ... I guessed that it was caffeine, and lots of it, for me and the Bottoms ... and the rest of the growing tribe. Little did I know that the tribe was ready to grow yet again.It was Deacon Aaron Jones himself, looking a bit sore, tired, and. I got into position, with my wrists crossed behind my back, my left ear and the strap of the gag resting gently on the cold floor. "No, I want to tie your hands in front this time." I moved my hands to my lower abdomen. She nodded and smiled approvingly before turning, stepping out the door, and closing it quietly behind her. Minutes ticked by, and they seemed so much longer without her presence. Those ten minutes felt closer to thirty. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I heard her footsteps,. I could hardly breathe. What the hell was going on? I couldn’t believe it. It was too much to be a coincident. How could it all be real? How could she be the same girl in the dream? How could my car have really been hit? Did this mean I was a psychic? I shook it all out of my head. I decided that it had to be just a coincident. There was no way I could have been seeing it through a dream as it happened. Especially through the eyes of my dream sister. It was midnight. I was usually in bed.