"Some other fabulously beautiful woman strolled out from behind adoorway, a blonde. She was carrying a small stack of clothing againsther wonderful br...asts; I was getting even hornier. The clothing I wasgiven was a pink small silk t-shirt and black short short jeans, and apair of dark red-laced panties. I wasn't given a bra, not that it wouldhave concealed my steel nipples or given support to my wonderfully firmand large breasts, which were jutting out wonderfully from behind thetoo tight. "It's fine," I said lamely. To my dismay, in my dream I bolted from her apartment, Heather's cry of disappointment still ringing in my ears as I woke with a start. I found myself tangled in my sheets, my body covered with sweat."Get a grip," I said to myself as I showered. "It can't be that bad, and besides, Heather seems fine with it."I was still preoccupied with my dream - or rather my nightmare - as I walked into the music department. It had been a disappointment to both Dr. Bergerud and. When Fox turned to look at them though, she huffed and spouted off astring of Crow that would curdle milk, then stormed out.Hatchetman came in and suggested they move on down the road for their ownhealth."Oh yeah? Last I heard this was an open Diner," spouted off one."The last time I looked at the Deed it was in my name asshole. I'm givingyou a chance to get out of here with your scalp still intact." What, over a stupid Lot Lizard?"Hatchetman's fist drove into the first driver's throat so fast. The remaining adults took time to engage and play with the four smaller children. The playroom was surprisingly neat. Gail wondered how that was so, until she saw a crayon being absorbed by the floor of the room.Adults and children played with clay, and drew pictures, and sang songs. As the children became more comfortable, the connections became more physical - innocent, to be sure, but there was lap time and tickling, and there were hugs galore. Jeremy at first wasn't at all comfortable with.