I had a dream last night about Nicole again. Small wonder, as the glorious view I was able to sneak is burned into my brain. I still can't believe I w...s able to see that! I count myself insanely lucky and can now die a happy man.But, about the dream, I was at the theater, working at the box office, and every ticket was soft. Soft and warm. In my dream I knew I should rip the tickets ... but I just couldn't. They felt so nice, like the best thing I had ever felt. So I would pocket the tickets. Amy squirted some cold, lavender-scented liquid soap in her hands and began to run them up and down my back. Her long fingers rubbed my shoulders, loosening up my tight muscles. I shifted a little on my feel, already feeling horny and wet. Good thing she couldn’t tell in the shower.“Thanks. Want me to do yours, now?”She smiled and turned. I soaped up my hands and ran them up her back and down her shoulders, then back down. I started working my thumbs at the tight muscles in along her spine. She. I waited for them to pop out at any second. They never did of course but I caught a glimpse off her areolas peeking at like a sun rising in the morning. I was not sure she had used double sided tape or something was wrong with the laws of physics. I gave her a little twirl making the skirt of her dress rise up as she spun out. Kitty moved closer as her soft breast rubbed against my chest as she moved. I let my hand slid around her waist as close to her ass, as far as I thought I could go. In that way, we hope toeliminate-ah-self-abuse." Self-what?" Aunt Dee asked, although she knew very well that the young man wastalking about the boys jerking off."Ah, masturbation," the Scoutmaster said."What have a bunch of little boys pulling their puds have to do with me?" Aunt Deeasked.The young man blushed at her language. "To be frank ma'am, there were some ofthe boys who told their parents that you let them-ah-take certain liberties with yourah-person." You mean that I let them feel me.