Laying my head down on the pillow of thecot, I closed my eyes and smiled as I went off to Dreamland. ***I dreamed I ...as standing on a beach outside Bagrad; the moon was full,and the stars were bright. A shadow near me formed into the shape of apowerfully built lady. Her skin was jet black; her eyes were red andher pupils were slitted; her hair was white, and on her bosom she woretwo abalone shells.?My queen!? I said, bowing low quickly.?So... you are my. Apparently, she liked the smell. She rested the tip of her nose on the cock head and took a deep breath. Her nose felt cold, as did the air flowing over my cock. At my further prompting, she planted small kisses and then gave a couple of licks on my cock head.“I’ll teach you how to be a good little cocksucker.” I promised her. “But first, let me look at you properly.” I said.I laid her on her back on the bed, her head resting on a pillow. I lay on my side, close to her, my raised head propped. We were allowed to see one by one with the removal of our blinders. I struggled to adjust to the barely noticeable glimmer of light down the corridor that I identified as a type of kiln. Losing my life was never a matter I considered so why should it be now? The life I once knew had ended and this served as a well needed distraction from the dormancy of suburban existence.Our hands were freed also but the stocky man warned "no funny business or I make you into feed for the animals". Even the. Morgan grinned back. “Evan has a lovely hand and a good arm when it’s around me.” She leaned into my arm then gave my arm a little hug.It was time for class to start. We sat together. The teacher noted that the class had a guest and called on Morgan to introduce her guest. Morgan nodded. “I’ll be glad to do that. Everyone, this is Evan Jones, who is moving here. His company transferred him here as part of a promotion. We’re enjoying our time together.”I said, “It’s good to be here.”I sat back.