Calvin just sat in the water and dreamt about what he’d like to do with the bunnies. He dreamt he was getting a back massage from one of them. The m...ssage felt so good he opened his eyes and saw two beautiful hands on his shoulders. The woman had red nails and Calvin looked back. He saw a gorgeous bleach blond woman crouching by the side of the grotto right near his head. She had on a red bikini two piece and a thong on. Her tits were massive they were about a 34 C and they were plumply hanging. Even brought it close to her once. She looked at his collar and it read “Ongoing”. This training was taking longer than she had hoped for just to fetch a ball, so she went back into the software to see if it could be adjusted further. Under the settings, it had a rate option, “Slow, Normal, Fast, Auto.” She once again to the easy way out by selecting Auto. After clicking Ok, a pop up asked, “Process globally?” Not sure what that meant but, she selected yes anyway. This time it took less than. As tears came to my eyes, I immediately knew why. Tommy really was gone. His accident wasn't the dream... making love to him had been the dream. Somehow fantasy had mixed with reality, and the grief over wanting to have my beautiful son back had brought a deeply hidden desire to the surface… and that must have been what caused my dream of making love to him. But as tears rolled down my cheeks, and I tried desperately to sort out my thoughts, I noticed an odd taste in my mouth. And then a chill. “It’s staring at me.”“No, he’s not.”“What did your Dad mean when he said that he had just finished sharpening its teeth?”“He didn’t sharpen his teeth.”“That’s what he said.”“He was acting like a father. He was trying to make you nervous.”“He doesn’t make me nervous. That makes me nervous.”“It’s just a dog.”“It’s a metal dog that’s the size of a small pony with fangs that would scare a Piranha.”“He’s not that big.”“It’s staring at me.”“No he’s not.”“I’d feel a lot safer sitting right beside.