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Part 10 – Revelations

Dr. Fredricson got a stool, pulled it up to the bedside next to my left arm, and sat down. ‘How are you feeling?’ she asked.

‘Thirsty.’ I said. ‘Can I get some water?’

‘Maybe after we’re finished, and you start cooperating.’ Laura said. ‘So, is your memory improved? Who am I?’

I noted the wedding rings on her fingers. They were not mine from the dream I’d had days… what, weeks?… ago. ‘You’re Dr. Laura Fredricson.’ I said. ‘Still married to that Army General?’

Laura looked at me darkly. ‘How did you know that?’ Then she caught herself. ‘Never you mind about me. We’re talking about you. Why were you in that facility in Coltrane County?’

‘Why has the FBI been harassing me?’ I asked in retaliatory response. Laura nodded.

‘We’ve gone through this before,’ she said, ‘and obviously your short-term memory is still not working properly. Mr. Troy, you are being investigated for treason. You accessed an FBI site and attempted to acquire classified information. Do you remember that?’

‘I never accessed the site.’ I said. ‘The password failed.’

‘You went to Apple Grove,’ said Laura, ‘where you contacted several people known to be hostile to the U.S. Government… including the Reverend Jonas Oldeeds. You then managed to get jump files from a safe deposit box, and by a deception, I might add. Where are those jump drives?’

‘They were in my car.’ I said, which was technically true, for a while. I could see that those were important to her, and to whoever was backing her, so I lied: ‘They must’ve been stolen. By they way, why did you guys clean out my home, and leave only one suit that was wired to the hilt with tracking devices?’ I noted that Laura looked confused.

‘I had no part of that.’ she said. ‘I have no idea what you are talking about. So you tried to take those jump drives to The Vision Headquarters? Maybe Dr. P. Harvey Eckhart was going to pay you very well for that information?’

‘I’ve had no contact with him.’ I said.

‘Bullshit.’ Laura said simply. ‘His lawyer, Cy Hart, contacted you several times… even is doing your divorce and bankruptcy pro bono. Very generous of him… and even more ‘generous’ of the man backing him, wouldn’t you say?’

‘I… I had no idea he was working for Eckhart.’ I said, feeling very confused. I was getting dizzy, as well.

‘What did you give him?’ Laura demanded.

‘Nothing!’ I said, rather loudly. ‘I haven’t stolen any classified information, and I haven’t sold or given anything away! This is bullshit!’

Dr. Fredricson peered at me, then said ‘Okay, why were you captured— er, arrested at the old ‘Vision’ facility? How did you get down into that underground tunnel?’

‘Your security there must be shit if I was able to do that.’ I replied.

‘No doubt about that.’ Laura replied. ‘But you’re not answering the question: why were you down there?’

‘Looking for answers.’ I said. ‘It was obvious FBI Agents Muscone and Nash were leading me there. It’s entrapment if anything. I want to know why they’re harassing me and you’ve got me imprisoned here in The Asylum?’

Laura jolted, her face a mask of shock. ‘How do you know you’re in…’ She stopped and peered at me again.

‘So, Dr. Fredricson,’ I said, pressing the tiny advantage I had for the moment, ‘what happened to you after Ivy accused Jack Burke of rape? Are you and my wife in cahoots in all of this, somehow?’

Laura’s eyes turned jet, staring daggers at me. ‘If you must know, I was fired from your School after Burke ran to his daddy. Michael Burke is a very bad man. He tried to buy Ivy off, and she told him to go to hell. Then he got the Police to go after her for a false allegation. I helped Ivy, and we pushed back on it. The allegation was not false, Jack Burke raped Ivy and a lot of other women. But you know that to be true, don’t you?’

‘Yes, I know what Jack Burke was… and is.’ I said. ‘So you never worked at the University here?’

‘No, Michael Burke pulled every string he could to keep them from hiring me.’ Laura replied. ‘So I went with my husband when he was assigned to NATO in Europe, and did research there. When we returned, I was offered this job here at The Asylum, analyzing wackos… like you.’

‘I’m not the one that’s the wacko.’ I said. ‘You and your entire Federal Government are the wackos… and corrupt.’

‘I can see we’re not getting anywhere today.’ said Dr. Fredricson, closing her notebook. She stood up. ‘Mr. Troy, I suggest you begin talking. I suggest you tell us what you know. The FBI is not playing around. If you have any hopes of going free, you’d better talk.’

‘You’ll kill me anyway.’ I said. ‘No way you can do to me what you’ve done, then let me free to tell anyone about it… especially the Media.’

Dr. Fredricson did not reply. She merely turned and walked to the door.

Part 11 – A Night in Hell

I felt myself getting dizzier. And weaker. I dimly wondered if they were drugging me. And I was feeling colder and colder.

I tried to hang on to my sanity, and to figure out what was going on, and why I was being subjected to this treatment…

And then the screams started.

At first, I thought I must be dreaming. I heard a scream. A woman screaming. Then another.

The screams went on for some minutes. Then silence– no, what was that… it was sobbing. A woman was sobbing.

Then more screams, all from women, coming from different places. What the hell was going on here?

This went on for some time. And then the door to my room opened up.

There was only one bedside lamp on. When the visitor finally came into the circle of light, I saw who it was: Special Agent Jack Muscone.

‘Still not talking, eh, traitor?’ he snarled. ‘I’m going to give you one more chance. You are going to tell the truth. You’re going to tell us what you did with the classified information you stole. You are going to give us those jump drives you took out of Apple Grove. You are going to admit that you are a traitor, or you are going to die.’

‘And you are going to go straight to Hell.’ I replied. ‘I’ve committed no treason, it is you that’s abusing the Constitution, not to mention me.’

‘Oh, you think this is abuse?’ snarled the FBI Agent, his face red with anger, and hatred. ‘You’re about to find out a new meaning of the word.’ He went to the door and opened it. A technician in a labcoat came in, wheeling in a rolling table with some sort of instrument on it.

The man looked familiar to me, and then I heard Muscone say ‘Okay, Technician Bond. Give this traitor the full treatment.’

The name triggered a memory, and then I realized it was from my dream. There had been an FBI lawyer named ‘James Bond’… and it was this guy, but he was a lab technician now, an employee of The Asylum.

He began attaching electrodes to me. Over my nipples, on each ankle, on each wrist, on the small of my back, and on the back of my neck. The attaching electrodes were tiny pins that bit into my flesh, and were mildly painful. Technician Bond then got the stool Laura had been sitting on, and sat down in front of the device. Muscone plugged the device into the outlet on the wall, and I realized it wasn’t the normal outlet… it was the special plug-in for 220 volts, not the normal 120 volt plug-i
ns in most American homes.

Shit, this thing is right out of Atlas Shrugged, I thought to myself as the machine turned on with a slight whining pitch that rose higher and higher as the fan began whirring. I heard a scream of a woman from somewhere in the facility, adding to my foreboding.

‘Why are those women screaming?’ I asked.

‘They’re being raped by the staff.’ said Muscone. ‘Sometimes men get raped too, and I just might get an orderly in here to fuck you in the ass. Okay, Bond, let’s pay this bastard back for his treason.’

Bond pressed a button, and a current of electricity went from my left ankle to my left nipple.

‘AAAUUUUGGHHH!’ I screamed out. At first it was not actual pain, just a feeling and knowledge that something was not right in my body. Then the pain kicked in.

‘Number Two.’ said Muscone. The current went from my right wrist up my arm to the electrode on my nipple.

‘ARRRRGGGGHHH!!’ I screamed out. I could not stop the pain, but I tried to roll with it, screaming out instead of trying too hard to resist what I could not resist.

Muscone went through several iteration, having various parts of my body endure the pain. ‘Ready to talk now?’ he growled after what seemed like an eternity of doses of pain.

‘Yeah.’ I said. ‘And here’s my statement. Fuck you. I’m not a traitor, you are.’

‘Fucking shithead.’ said Muscone. ‘Bond! The mixed series!’

Bond pressed a button and electricity tore through various parts of my body. A leg would be subjected, then an arm, then my torso, then from one wrist to the other. Each dose would last about fifteen seconds, then switch to different route with no idea to guess which one.

There was nothing I could do, I just had to endure it. I knew I was dead anyway, so I just lay there, my screams helping some to work against it. I realized I was rapidly becoming much more exhausted, that my body was being sapped of any energy I had left. I had not had water nor food for an unknown amount of time, either.

Finally, Technician Bond stopped the series of shocks. It felt good… in the manner of it feeling good after being hit by a hammer, when it finally stops hurting.

‘We can do this all night.’ said Muscone. ‘It’s not hurting me a bit.’

‘Get it overwith, then.’ I said.

Part 12 – An Excuse For The Sky

I was barely conscious when Dr. Fredricson returned to the room. It must be daytime outside, I reasoned, though I had no real way of knowing. Then I saw the watch on her wrist… sure enough, it was 8:30am. What day, though?

‘Wow.’ she said softly, looking at me. ‘I’m surprised you’re still alive.’

‘Like you care.’ I replied. ‘You’re part of this. Why don’t you just kill me now? I’m innocent of any charges, I have nothing for which to confess. I won’t bother with a false confession, as you’re going to kill me anyway. So just do it, and get it overwith.’

‘So… are you so eager to die?’ Dr. Fredricson asked.

‘What are clouds, but an excuse for the sky?’ I said, quoting the Kasigi death poem from the book Sho-gun.

‘What is Life, but an escape from Death.’ Laura replied, finishing the quotation. ‘Well, a man without fear of death is a man who cannot be corrupted. But before you will be allowed to die, we need to obtain those jump drives you took.’

‘Why?’ I asked. ‘Why are they so important?’

‘They will prove your treason.’ said another voice. It was a man, older, tall, distinguished. He had a balding head, glasses, a long thin face. I had never seen this man before, I realized… I had never… seen him before…

‘They can’t prove what I haven’t done.’ I said. ‘I’ve committed no crimes. None.’

‘May I speak with you for a moment, sir?’ asked Dr. Fredricson. They went over to the door, but for some reason I could still hear them.

‘He’s stuck to that story from the beginning.’ said Dr. Fredricson. ‘No guilty person has ever maintained their innocence this far along in the process. In addition, he’s at the point he’s willing to die. Even enhanced techniques like waterboarding can’t be assured to be successful.’

‘Oh really?’ the man said sardonically. ‘Well, then, we’ll just have to find new methods of persuasion. Maybe having him watch some family and friends being tortured in front of him.’

‘And what family and friends would those be?’ asked Dr. Fredricson. ‘You killed his nephew, you’ve killed his parents, his wife is divorcing him so he may not care on that one, either. And he has no friends.’

‘Okay then…’ said the man. ‘Bring in ‘The Madman’. If he can’t get the job done, we’ll just have to kill Troy and hope those jump drives don’t fall into the wrong hands.’

The man left the room, and Laura came back over to my bedside.

‘What did he mean, ‘you killed my nephew’?’ I asked.

‘You’re about to find that out.’ Laura said. ‘Well, Mr. Troy, my work with you is done, there is no more I can do to help you. And I’m sorry about that, I wish I could’ve helped you save yourself. I won’t be seeing you again.’

‘Before you go,’ I said, ‘I just have one question: What does the name ‘Carole Diana’ mean to you?’

Laura’s eyes widened in total shock. ‘How did you…?’ she started to ask, then regained her composure. ‘You know too much about me, Mr. Troy. All I’ll say is that I was always going to name my first daughter ‘Carole Diana’. The reasons need not concern you. Goodbye, Mr. Troy, and may the living God have mercy upon your soul.’

With that, Dr. Laura Fredricson went to the door and exited the room, not looking back.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I must’ve fallen asleep. It seemed line an interminable time had passed, yet at the same time it seemed like I was instantly awake again. I heard screams again, the screams of women. They seemed closer than before. I also felt like I could no longer move, I was too weak. My head was hurting, and I was beyond thirsty. I’d had no water for… what, days now?

And then I saw and heard what had awakened me. The door to my room had opened, and into the room walked a young man with wispy brown hair, slender, tall but stopping over. He was wearing a labcoat over a dirty shirt and blue jeans. His eyes peered at me.

It was my nephew Ned.

‘Well, Uncle Donny.’ Ned said quietly. ‘It’s been a while. A long while.’

‘You hiding out here, or what?’ I asked.

Ned smiled, a brief, mirthless smile. ‘No, Uncle Donny. Let me explain. A few years ago, while you were in the Army Reserve, you were offered the opportunity to join the CIA. You rejected their generous offer. As far as I’m concerned, you did them a favor and prevented them from making a huge, huge mistake.’

Ned got the stool and sat down upon it. He then said ‘What you didn’t know is that when I began college, I was asked to join the CIA… and I accepted. I’ve been working in labs at the University, and then I work in a lab across the way, in the facility below the ‘Vision’ Headquarters’s old dorms. And I’ve made some really good stuff for the CIA. Really good stuff.’

‘And now you’re going to be a ‘meth lab slave’ to them.’ I said. ‘They’ll never let you go free.’

Ned smiled that smarmy smile of his. ‘Oh, I don’t agree, Uncle Donny. I’m free to go where I please… and I do. They know that if they try to fuck with me, then something ugly might happen to some of their best people… and their highest leadership. I have friends… friends they only wish they could have.’

‘And who might those friends be?’ I asked.

‘Oh, don’t concern yourself with that.’ said Ned.

‘You’re going to kill me.’ I said. ‘You might as well tell me, satisfy a condemned man’s curiosity?’

‘Curiosity killed the cat.’ said Ned. ‘But satisfaction brought him back. And I can only kill you once, I can’t have you coming back with nine lives and causing me problems.’

‘And speaking of nine lives… that’s getting to be how many I
‘ve taken by now.’ Ned continued. ‘The most pleasurably wonderful was that God-damned piece of shit Todd. Uncle Donny, you have no idea how much I hated that bastard. He tortured me, physically, mentally, emotionally, for years. Years! Uncle Donny. And our mother was fucking him, and they both were making fun of me.’

‘Mom ran off to France.’ Ned said. ‘Came back for my grandparents’ funeral, but I missed the opportunity to get her then. Jonas Oldeeds was protecting her, like he always has. Lucky for her. But Todd…’ Ned began to laugh, an evil laugh. ‘Todd wasn’t so lucky.’

‘He wasn’t drunk in that car crash.’ I said. ‘What happened to him?’

‘Ah yes…’ said Ned. ‘The Town & County Police is totally inept. The only smart thing they did was to decline to hire you. They had no idea what happened when Todd crashed into their Chief and their dyke Detective.’ He stopped a moment, a smile on his face, obviously enjoying the memory of his brother’s death.

‘What did happen?’ I asked.


Ned looked at me, as if irritated I’d interrupted his thoughts. He said ‘You’ve probably heard news reports about an alleged CIA ‘heart attack’ gun that induces heart attacks? Like what killed that reporter Michael Hastings. Well, sometimes the rumors have a basis in truth. Not exactly what they report. But Todd and his car were subjected to something similar to what killed that reporter, and a number of others who wish to subvert the Federal Government, and expose the good things we were doing.’

‘What, was Todd going to expose something?’ I asked skeptically.

‘Naw, the only thing he ever exposed was his dick to our mother whenever he wanted to fuck.’ Ned said. ‘I killed him because I wanted to see that piece of shit die. My grandparents… I really had nothing against them, but they had to die, and so they did.’

‘Now you, Uncle Donny, I want to see you die, too… but apparently some people have a purpose for what I’m about to do to you. They think you’ve done something subversive, too.’

‘They’re full of shit.’ I said. ‘Well, whatever you’re going to do, get it overwith.’ I just lay back on the bed. I’d been right about Todd, and maybe Captain Harlan would follow up, expose what happened to him. I hoped the Apple Grove Police might find something about my parents’ deaths and follow up. But they’d have to do it without me… I saw very little hope for my own continuation.

‘You’re not getting out of it that easily, Uncle Donny.’ said Ned. He pulled out a leather billfold and opened it. There were four syringes inside.

Part 13 – The Final Trip

‘First, let’s put these earphones on you.’ said Ned. He fitted earphones to my head, and I could hear binaural tones in them.

‘Okay, syringe number one.’ said Ned. He took the first syringe, and injected the contents of it into my arm.

The world began changing colors. Lights flashed and the light literally seemed to swirl before my eyes. I was dizzy, a vertigo-like dizziness. I heard ringing in my ears, then the binaural tones, then the ringing again. Then what sounded like an alarm going off.

I felt disoriented, and like I wanted to vomit… but there was nothing in my stomach to bring up. I felt like my muscles were twitching, of their own accord, independently of my thoughts and of each other. And then… I felt like I was floating away…

Finally, I thought, let Death come. But Death would not come. Instead, I felt my mind clearing. Did Ned inject me with a new drug, an antidote?

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

‘Where are the jump drives?’ I heard a voice say. I had no idea how long it had been since my trip. I was no longer hearing the binaural tones, nor any subliminal suggestions. I couldn’t open my eyes, and I wasn’t sure whose voice was speaking to me.

‘Where are the jump drives?’

‘I destroyed them.’ I heard myself say, my voice barely a murmur.

‘Why did you give that reporter classified information?’

‘I didn’t give any reporter classified information.’

‘Where are the jump drives?’

‘I destroyed them.’

‘What did you do with them first?’

‘Copied them onto my computer.’

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"Dream Cream" By Louise My name is...err was Lou. A few months ago after work I decided to go to the city's newest gentlemen's club. They were promoting the nation's newest porn star, Kristi Peaks (56G-26-36) and one luck guy would have a free VIP "dream" dance with Kristi. I ordered my drink and made small talk with Danielle, one of the very buxom bar maids; she was something to dream about. The DJ made the announcement with all the hoopla expected: "Here is the one all you guys...

4 years ago
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Dream Five

ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone call and...

First Time
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Dream Ten

ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone call and...

First Time
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DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME

Suggestive questions create a seductive quandary for mom by Oediplex 8==3~ αυστηρή γραμματικοί δεν υποχρεούνται να εφαρμόζουν * {be sure to look for the 'bonus boner' at the end!} THE QUESTIONS I'm Susan. My parents were hippies who lost their virginities to each other at a rock concert in college. I gave up my maidenhead to the guy who took me to my Senior Prom. (Grandma said it was tradition, for that's when she had sex first too.) My kid is now out of High School,...

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Dream to Reality

She came to me very quietly, the bed moved as she moved across the end of the bed on her knees. Her long brunette hair swung seductively from side to side and as I lay with my head on the pillow I could see down her blouse. Her tits were perfect and swung side to side as she moved between my legs. She had to push my legs apart and I knew I was fully erect before her hand touched my bulge.She reached inside the leg of my briefs and pulled that hard fleshy shaft into view and she blew gently...

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Dream Fantasy Ch 05

The next few days, Ethan barely missed any school days, when he as there, we were always together. Since that day at the cemetery, life seemed easier to bear, it felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. Since that same day, my nights were mostly dreamless, Ethan didn’t appear in my dreams as much. I still had that kickass attraction to him, but I didn’t know if he felt the same way. There were times when he always managed to find a way to touch me, brushing our hands in class, having...

1 year ago
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Dream Lover

I sit in the chair by the bedside, watching you as you sleep. Your breath, slow and even and your body only half covered by the sheet and comforter. I see your dark nipples as they rise and fall in time with your breathing, your round and firm behind the exotic sleeping gown you bought for yourself in Asia last year. The sleeping tablet you had taken doing what it was prescribed for. I love to watch you as you sleep, your full lips slightly parted, the long lashes on your eyes as they flutter...

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Dream desire fantasy me and mom

On that day I went to the market and bought lots of flower so that I could decorate my bedroom. It was around 11pm I heard my room door open only to see my mother well dressed in red wedding saree with a glass of milk in her hand. I was shocked to see her that way. She is all dressed up and reminded me of a bride. Normally the newly-wed brides enter the room that way with a glass of milk. For a moment I thought it can’t be!!! I could not believe my eyes! As she entered she locked the bedroom...

Incest
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Dream Girl

Dream Girl By Roxy Nylons Kelly Vincent had a dream. Kelly's dream was to leave behind the humdrum world of her everyday, 9-to-5 existence and become a world-renowned Broadway actress. Ronald Horner, Kelly's longtime secret admirer, also had a dream. Ron's dream was also for Kelly to become a world- renowned stage performer, only not as an actress. Ever since the beautiful Kelly gently and innocently rejected Ron, several years ago, he has longed for revenge. Then, with no...

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Dream Girl

The Operation, Physically forced or blackmailed, Chemical or drug induced change. Dream girl CBA Preface I have read some exceptional stories on a couple sharing sites. Several of my favourites were written by She Devil, oh how I miss not seeing more from this author, it's like they wrote them just for me. The stories are so perfect. Anyway it's been years and years since anything new from them, and I'll likely never write at their level, but I'm going to see if I can't write...

2 years ago
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Dream Switch

There is something magical about wearing a dress. I don't know what it is but when I put one on it feels special. I wish I could find a woman who could appreciate the fact that I like feeling pretty and vulnerable and maybe I enjoy the one who needs to be protected. It's a fantasy, I know, but I can dream. Speaking of dreaming it's time for bed. I put on my nightie because I can. No-one has to know and it feels so nice. That night I have a strange dream. I feel like I run into...

2 years ago
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Dream Girl

Dream Girl by: Serenity The chit chat of foreign voices. The smell of harsh chemicals. The feeling of someones hands working on mine. Dreams are funny things. Unfocused, fleeting. Sometimes though, you have dream like mine was becoming. Almost too real, too exact. Too easy to believe. As the dream fills in, it is obvious I'm somewhere I don't belong. The bright fluorescents illuminate a nail salon like every other, filled with bright colors, mirrors, and row after row of tiny...

4 years ago
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Dream Doll

(Due to the large amount of copyright notices in this story, I have listed them in Author's Note's in order to not give away any details.) Dream Doll Story by Garath Xion Editing by Cedric Hasten "Can we go now?" James asked for the third time since entering the store. "Hold your damn horses alright? Geez, we're in a sex shop for crying out loud. You should be excited at the possibilities. What are you gay or something?" Ben shot back at him. James mentally sighed. He hated...

3 years ago
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Dream Girl

Here is a little story, You are free to archive this story at any no-fee website. Dream Girl By Rena So I've been given this gift. I have the ability to fulfill my own dreams. What do I mean? Everynight when I sleep my dreams are reality. Every touch, taste, sense, that I experience in dream world is just as real as going to work or eating breakfast. In my dreams I choose the plot and the natural laws. I have to formulate the rules before I go to bed and come up with an...

3 years ago
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Dream a little dream with me

As the night drew near all I could see from my window in my bedroom was the ever-growing glow of the moon. I thought to myself wondering what is he doing? Or whom is he doing? And as I laughed to myself I thought “I don’t even know him and I can’t feel this for him my mind is playing tricks on me”. I thought back to the last time he was here and how we barely touched each other and I shook my head and said to myself I am not going to think of about him anymore I just need to sleep and dream. ...

Reluctance
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Dream Chaser

NOTE #1: If you are offended by stories that lack crude, foul, or profane language, then this story is not for you. Likewise, if you are looking for descriptions of explicit sex or violent and aggressive behavior, you will have to look elsewhere. NOTE #2: This story is my property, but you may post it anywhere that makes it available to readers for free. If you do post it somewhere, please include all of it. And please let me know at: [email protected]. NOTE #3: All...

2 years ago
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Dream Woman

Chapter One She visited me again tonight. Like she had done before. I think she has been here at least 6 or 7 times, but never on two consecutive nights. She may have been here more often, but in the beginning I did not really notice her. She was just one in a long line of women, who visited my dreams. And like the others, I may not really have noticed her at all. When I woke up, all I could remember about them was: Did they have small tits or big tits, hairy pussy or shaved? They all had open...

3 years ago
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Dream MasterChapter 24 Face to Face

Things were progressing as we moved into the most dangerous part of the game. Another couple died in an accident the second week of November. Two wasn't enough to establish even the semblance of a pattern, so for now we were still okay, but that wouldn't last. Eventually the numbers catch up, and they start to question the coincidence factor. For this reason, Jamie was targeting the most sadistic members of the group first – the ones like Essex who seemed to really get their kicks...

3 years ago
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Dream On

Normally, I am a science fiction writer. I mostly write about time travel. After experiencing this dream the other night, I had to write everything down. I’m still trying to figure out how to combine time travel and erotic fiction. Maybe someday I’ll figure it out. Please try to forgive the humor in the first part of the story. I add a little humor in my stories and it doesn’t change the outcome. ©2003 Sweeper43™ Productions ***** It all started on a Friday night. You see, I work two jobs and...

4 years ago
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Dream MasterChapter 30 New Years Pt 2

Allison Damn, sometimes I hate being right. And I know it drives Jimmy nuts. It was not even three months since Christine came into Jimmy's life – roughly ten weeks with him full time – and the change was complete, or seemed to be. Ten weeks ago, when she first found herself in the deep end of our little pool, she had been aghast at discovering that twenty-two year old 'David' was really sixteen year old Jimmy. She was so upset about it that she asked him to hide the knowledge from the...

3 years ago
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Dream Girl Part 2

Synopsis For those that can't quite remember part one, here's a brief synopsis and reminder of the main characters in the story. Michael: The poor guy that's been transformed into his own sexual fantasy. Tina: The woman that accidentally transformed him whilst trying to turn herself into Michael's dream girl. Michael saved Tina's life several months earlier. Mary: A friend of Tina's family. She was running the show and clearly has authority within the witches. Andrew:...

4 years ago
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Dream Lovers pt 1

As if suddenly awaken from a dream he said. "I had a dream of you last night, now you are here just as in my dream. Let me tell you about my dream from the start, then perhaps you can make a move to defend yourself from the things that I'm very sure could happen here tonight. Last night in my dreams I sat in my music room listening to some records, as the first of the three records on the turntable were half way through I saw the signal light in the far corner blink twice, I rose and...

3 years ago
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Dream of Destruction

Note: This is how a dream can destroy. Some people think that dreams are suppressed wishes of the mind or a bridge to our emotions. The only thing I know is that this dreams destroyed my life. This dream is between me and my wife’s ‘play s****r’ (Wendy). My wife name is Vanessa. We have been married for awhile but Wendy is a single Mom. Her k**s are grown and on their own. Vanessa and Wendy had been best friends for many years but their was a heated race for a man when they were both single....

2 years ago
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Dream of Destruction

Note: This is how a dream can destroy.Some people think that dreams are suppressed wishes of the mind or a bridge to our emotions. The only thing I know is that this dreams destroyed my life. This dream is between me and my wife's 'play sister' (Wendy). My wife name is Vanessa. We have been married for awhile but Wendy is a single Mom. Her k**s are grown and on their own. Vanessa and Wendy had been best friends for many years but their was a heated race for a man when they were both single. Now...

4 years ago
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Dream

That evening I drank two glasses of ouzo. Usually I drink only one but that evening I drank two. For once. And maybe that’s why I had a strange dream. Or maybe the cause was rooted in the green salad I stuffed myself. If so, then the nitrates definitely can do miracles. I was sleeping meekly and soundly when I saw a lovely girl. She had a long copper blond hair, pale blue eyes and body of a model. I continued sleeping nonchalantly, pretending not to be interested. She fluttered her eyelashes...

Supernatural
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Dream Princess

Introduction Over the summer in 2010, I had a very vivid dream that I awoke from with a start, and almost immediately wrote down the details. It was a very transgendered dream, and I think I have only had a few before that I had any post sleep memory of. Anyway, not only did I write it down, but it has become the impetus for the beginning of a story of sorts. The first seven paragraphs of this story are basically the dream as I recalled it from only hours before, embellished...

3 years ago
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Dream MasterChapter 36 Explanations

Cuddled up with the girls, I was reminded of one of the major drawbacks to my gift: twenty-four hour days. We were all worn out, but where the girls got to arrange themselves for sleep, I still had some serious explaining to do. The first step was to bubble Rebecca so that it would still be safe when we were through. This posed a unique problem since I wanted to be honest with Rebecca, and for her to understand what had happened. The problem was that neither of us wanted her to remember the...

2 years ago
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Dream Four

ForeWord Dream: A series of pictures or events in the mind of a sleeping person. Oxford Dictionary. A dream is a type of mental activity that occurs during sleep. It usually consists of visual images that tell a story, although the sequence of dream events is usually mystifying. They may be influenced by internal physical factors such as hunger, thirst or indigestion. External factors may affect dreams too, such as an alarm clock can be transformed into a dream telephone call and...

Straight Sex
4 years ago
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Dreamer

Water rushes in to meet her toes, wiggling things in the sand, petite and pretty. A wistful sigh escapes her as she turns her eyes to the horizon and wonders once more where he might be? What he might be doing? Her Dreamer. Does he think of her like she does him, she wonders. Does the night caress him with the softest brush of its lips, the darkness creep over his skin all shadows and longing and prickle his flesh with a kiss? She smiles as she closes her eyes and turns her face into the...

4 years ago
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Dream Come True

Dream Come True By Tawney W. In my dreams I can feel my soft smooth skin as I drench my long legs and slender arms with moisturizer. My long blonde hair has grown well past my shoulders with a natural wave, framing my face with a feminine caress. I search through my dresser drawer for the perfect lingerie. There they are! My pink lace bra and matching pink lace panties. I slip my bra over my slight shoulders and clasp it in the back. I slide my panties on over my slim...

4 years ago
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Dream come true

I screamed at the top of my lungs, I sat up looking around. “Thank god it was just a dream.” I mumbled to myself. I sat there for a good while thinking of the dream I just had, it was the same one I had been having for nearly a week. I was standing on a cliff somewhere hot and dry, a desert I think, I looked around and saw a couple of men trying to force a woman to have sex with them. I hated men that did those kind of things. I ran over and knocked them away, I swooped her up in my arms and...

Incest
3 years ago
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Dream cum true

You ever have one of those dreams, when you're right between waking and sleeping, and you can't tell if it's real or fantasy? Something like that happened to me the other night and, believe me, it was a dream cum true.I'd fallen asleep on the couch, watching television the other evening, some movie I can't even remember. I don't know how long I slept but, suddenly, I thought I was having a very vivid dream of getting my rock-hard cock sucked deep and slow.While I was watching television, I'd...

4 years ago
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Dream State

The night was cold, but Andrea slept soundly, warm between the sheets of her bed. Her head rested gently on a small pillow and her eyelids fluttered with the motions of sleep and dreams. It was the first decent sleep she’d had since she got home from Christmas break with her friends in the Peak District, and her body was reaping the benefits of rest. The five of them- Andrea, Marcie, Sarah, Philip and Logan- had gone hiking almost every day and partied almost every night. God knows she needed...

Straight Sex
4 years ago
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Dream Dream Dream

Dream. Dream. Dream.At 28 years old, Abby (short for Abbigail) was happy. At 30 years old, Jason was happy too.Abby, was a loving wife of 5 years, having known Jason for nearly 8 years. They were totally in love from the first moment they saw each other.Not just a normal Husband & Wife, they were Master and Slave. They were made for each other.Abby was a looker, no doubt about that. 5ft 3 tall, slim body she had worked hard to keep in shape, nice blonde hair just past shoulder length and light...

3 years ago
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Dream mixes with real

These old feelings I have guarded for years have returned again. I find myself thinking of my student Vardhini, whom I teasingly call Bardhini in a sexual way. I know I am a better man than to think of her this way. She is so beautiful and so sexy with right nose pierced. I guess I will always wish we could have a sexual relationship. At the same time I want to be a respected law teacher for her life. In all these years, the closest I came to crossing the line as a law teacher was years ago....

4 years ago
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Dream a Little Dream of Me

"Jeremy..." "Jeremy..." The voice, smooth as silk, slipped into his ear, and slid right down into his brain, drawing him out of sleep. "Wha?" Jeremy yawned, and sat up in bed. Blearily, he cast a glance around his darknened bedroom. No... not his bedroom. It was a teenager's room, cast-off clothing strewn about everywhere, posters of bikini chicks on every wall, and a pile of undone homework sitting on the desk. It all looked vaguely familiar, like his old room back...

4 years ago
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Dream Sex With Hot 60 Year Old Milf

I once had a dream when i was younger where i was in bed with an older woman where i worked.Unfortunately just as it was possibly going to get interesting i woke up.That day i was sitting minding my own business when the woman in my dream came and sat beside me.I couldn't help but smile and had to try and stifle it.She asked what was funny.I told her nothing but she wouldn't believe me.Eventually she forced me to tell her."I had a dream last night and you were in that dream"."Oh yes",She...

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