But, they had never scratched the surface of what else could happen between them. David woke up one morning interrupting a dream. He was disappointed...and lay in bed imagining how he wanted it to end. Had the girl in his dream really been Shasta? If he thought falling asleep again would allow him the reality of finishing the dream he would have rolled right over and taken any consequence for being late for work. Shasta also awoke interrupting a dream. The dream was so real, and she quickly. ”“Well then,” she replied, “why don’t you bring the bags in from the car, then take yours next door. I’m not sure what, if anything, your parents have planned.”I brought Cal’s stuff in first, then retrieved my bags from the car boot and left them by the front door while I said my goodbyes. Even though I was only going next door.I walked into my own home, put my bags down in the hall, and went through to the living room, where everybody was sat around. What surprised me was when Jean Canham was. ’ ‘At least your captor is nice.’ ‘I don’t know about nice. You certainly look like a bad boy. I think I like it though. I’ll give you friendly as an attribute, however.’ Aren laughed. Man, she’s even a handful when she’s just woken up. What have I gotten myself into? He was still awed by the fact that she answered the door in the middle of the night wielding a throwing knife. He had no doubt she would have been holding a pistol had one been handy. He pulled his Jeep into a café whose sign said. "No need," said Clare airily. "The steps squeak, so I'll hear if anyone starts to come upstairs and I'll have time to toss it on. I think I like being undressed with you looking at me. Now stop stalling."Alan sighed and unzipped. With a bit of manoeuvring he extracted his erection, which was standing tall and straight, throbbing slightly in its desire for action."My goodness," gasped Clare. "That's, um, a bit bigger than I expected. I'm surprised I didn't see it pressing against your trousers.".