I was dreaming of my fiancé waiting for me back in Boston and dreading the twenty three hours of flying I had ahead of me before I could get to him. ...he dream I was having was graphic in its detail and in my mind I could almost smell the sex we were having in the dream. I woke up feeling the wetness in my panties and could not help the feelings of embarrassment and shame that came over me. Even though I was a grown woman, being in a home with all my family around put me back in the mindset of. Indeed, it was because of the energetic social life that they both enjoyed that the bond between the two girls strengthened and in a way that Nicola never expected.It all happened when Nicola arrived back at the flat earlier than expected one afternoon. Sharifa, for her part, had managed somehow to circumvent her father’s orders about an escort watching over her and would regularly make love in the flat with other students or even Professors while Nicola was out.While engaged in frantic sex. "James, James, ... I said, more Coffee?" Oh, sorry, my mind was ... er..." Yes, where had you gotten to?" she wanted to know." Hmmm, I think you may know the answer to that already?" Oh, ... do I? Yes, ... I thought I might. Mine too!" she whispered, just before Gerald came through the door.You two!' Whispering again, I see! Thick as thieves! More advice for my girl is it James? Well no harm done as long as you don't take her mind off her main interest, eh lass?" He slapped her on the ass,. And, that had ended the discussion for that night.The next morning, she could still recall, she'd gotten up and put the coffee on. She sat at the kitchen table; Ben was still in bed; it was Saturday. She'd wanted to do public relations for a long time, even before she had met Ben, even though she really didn't have a real grasp on what that the job would actually entail. She and Ben had talked about it. She knew that if she went that way she'd be dealing with people and even companies and her.