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In your dreams It was winter, the cold blustery weather made Luke feel lonely even in this crowded city of Denver Colorado. Days like this often made him think about the happiest day of his life. That lovely spring morning, all his family and friends had gathered to celebrate his marriage to his beautiful wife Zoey. He remembered the smells in the air, the families joining together laughter and fellowship, and all having a marvelous time. Drinks clinking, the band Zoey had to have playing music on stage while Aunty Betty's getting down on the dance floor with Uncle Bruce showing the young kids how to shake it she said. He remembers feeling so giddy, with all the happiness, all the love, but as he pushes through the doors of The SunTrust Bank he's brought back to the present. To the cold, depressing weather he wished would go away. Maybe we could move to Florida, he entertains the idea in his head as he makes his way to his car. Thoughts of happier days and warmer weather took over his mind as he sat in rush hour traffic for the forty minute commute. My little lover boy, a pet name his wife Zoey used to call him when they were just dating. They had met in Las Vegas by chance, he was at an accountant conference at the Bellagio for a week. Zoey and her girlfriends were having a "girl's weekend" she had said when they started talking at the hotel bar. Luke thought she seemed sweet and attentive but knew there was no way he was going to start something with her. A stranger he met in a bar, the randoms his sister Lucy warned him about there was NO WAY they could possibly end up together. But there was something he enjoyed about being around her, her laugh maybe, the way she leans over just to brush his arm every chance she could, or was it because she made him feel like the only man on the planet. Sunday came and it was time to head to the airport. Why not stop at the bar for one more drink, there she was sitting at the end of the bar looking less like the woman he had started falling for and more like a lost little puppy. She had begged him back then, "Please don't leave me, won't you take me with you, aren't you even going to try." But there wasn't anything he thought he could do at the time. So they tried long distance for a little while, until one day she skyped him with some great news. She was being accepted into the nursing program at the Queens medical center in Denver Colorado. She would be moving into his home? Was it real? Could it actually work out for them? He was so hopeful, and very excited for the new future together, in the same state. Luke tried to remember the better days of his relationship with Zoey, all the crazy adventures they would go on, the plans they made for their future together. But he couldn't help but feel sad, a pit in his stomach. His wife was never home anymore, she worked at the hospital for over two years now and was very good at her job. She needed to be there all the time, it felt like to Luke. Didn't she love me anymore? He'd ask as he sat yet again at the table all alone eating dinner. She would come home after he was already in bed and not have time for intimate things with him anymore. She was "so exhausted" she would say the times when Luke stayed up especially for her. "But it's our anniversary" he pleaded one night, but no luck, she was already snoring on her pillow fast asleep. He had a dream that night, one he almost didn't believe he was having. He sat at the bar in a night club in downtown Denver. Instead of his reflection in the mirror behind the bar it was a woman he didn't recognize, am I imagining a woman I'd like to be with he asked himself. Then she smiled and flipped her hair as a man approached and sat next to her. He could not believe it when he looked over and saw that same man was sitting next to him, flirting with him. "No, no, no, no," he cried out and woke himself out of the dream. Was he really just dreaming of another man? But more importantly, was he actually dreaming of being a woman? Luke didn't sleep very much the rest of the night, he knew it would be a long day at work tomorrow. He couldn't get the images of the pretty young lady he saw in the mirror, or the handsome gentleman who sat next to him. The next day was such a drag, on top of not getting much sleep the night before Luke could not concentrate on anything he was doing. So much so that his supervisor asked to see him after lunch. After explaining that he didn't get much sleep, and fighting with his wife, which wasn't true but he didn't want to tell his boss why he really couldn't concentrate, his supervisor told him to go home early. Get some rest and come back refreshed and ready to work the next day. Luke was glad he had an understanding boss, one who was willing to give him some time off instead of yell and reprimand for his issues. He almost skipped to his car, he was so happy. Hopeful he'd get the rest his mind and body needed, and that he'd be able to speak with his wife when she got home that night. After getting in his car, instead of taking his normal route home he thought he'd swing by Taco bell for lunch around the corner and that's when he saw it. Madam Marayah palm readings, tarot readings come inside, find out what awaits. Why not Luke told himself as he finished up his lunch, he wondered what this woman could tell him about his future. His mind starts to wonder, what is his future, is it with Zoey, do they still have a chance? Before his mind exploded he opened the door and walked in. Madam Marayah sat there at her table with another customer. "Make yourself comfortable, there's tea in the sitting room." So he walked into what she called her sitting room, definitely what he had imagined it would be. Old pictures hung on the wall, little Knick knacks everywhere from all her travels he imagined. Even though he was full he made himself some tea, maybe it'll settle my stomach before I sit with this woman. On his way back home Luke was a little out of sorts again. What had he just heard, what was it that madam Marayah had just told him? She wasn't very forthcoming, it felt as though he was getting the run around, which he figured was how it was going to go. But it was more than that, he had an uneasy feeling about it all, his life, his wife, their future. What was he going to do? Would she come home and want to talk after her long shift at the hospital? Should he force her to talk? He was so confused about it all, as soon as he got home he flopped on the bed half exhausted half excited for the rest. As his heavy eyes started to shut he thought of what madam Marayah had said. "Your deepest desires are trying to emerge, don't try to suppress it, it won't be good." And he was out as soon as he hit the pillow. The dream started again the same, the bar, the music, and then the mirror. He recognized that beautiful woman staring back at him, when he waved she was waving back at him when he smiled at her she was smiling back at him, excitement filled his whole body and he stood to sit with her. But she stood, when he stepped she stepped, now what he thought to himself? How am I going to get to her and talk? Finally looking down at himself he gasped, "Holy shit. What's happening?" He ran to the men's room only to be shoved out and told, "Use your own lady." So into the lady's room he went, stood in front of the mirror and stared for what felt like thirty minutes. Luke finally gained enough courage to touch himself or should he say herself. Her breasts full, round, heavy almost perfect he thought then down to his waist a petite waist he could tell, the fitted black dress hugging all the right spots of her figure. Her legs were killer, long thin but muscular with some strappy sexy glittery heels. There was a feeling starting to grow but it was different, deep in her stomach? No even lower, right there in the bathroom mirror she lifted up the tight black dress and found herself shocked to see a silky red thong. Felt so smooth against her vagina, Luke was just about to touch the vagina when the door swung open. "Scarlett there you are, what are you doing, let's go," said the woman who flew herself at him, grabbed his arm, pulled down the dress and yanked him out of the bathroom. Confusion racing through him, her. "I'm not a woman, I'm a man." He could hear these things in his head, her head? But nothing was coming out of his mouth, her mouth? It was more than he could comprehend. Then he noticed the man, a familiar handsome man who was now staring at her as if the bar had just cleared out and she was the only one standing there. That feeling started to grow again, deep down, there. He knew it was wrong to think about but it made him more excited. He sat next to the handsome man and laughed, smiled, flirted with him for what seemed like a lifetime. He'd rub her shoulders or place his hand on the small of her back. He leaned over after their third drink and whispered in her ear how amazing she looked in that dress and how he wanted to get her out of it. Luke was still confused but was having too much fun when suddenly he was woken up by the sound of the front door opening. Zoey was home early, it was six o'clock, had he really slept for five and a half hours? He felt refreshed and rested but oddly enough he had an erection. Zoey walked in. "Hi love how was your day? Anything ready for dinner?" was all he heard as she walked into their bedroom. He slowly made his way into the room, what was he going to say. Should he talk about their relationship and the issues they've been having, the rough day he had at work, or should he try and explain the weird dreams he's been having? But he couldn't decide "she'd never understand what I'm going through" he thought right before he entered their room. He sat on the bed and listened as she rambled on about her day, about the patient she thought they were going to lose and the amazing recovery that happened after all the hard work they did. Zoey was on a high and he could see the lady he fell in love with. She was laughing and happy and to his surprise, in the mood. Laying there intertwined with his wife was exactly where he'd wanted to be, but there was something wrong this time. They had just made love, but he couldn't orgasm no matter how hard he tried no matter how bad he wanted to. He was finally able to connect with his wife sexually but couldn't orgasm. "It's alright," she soothed as she rubbed his chest. Zoey had come so hard around him, it actually turned him on, and it made him thrust into her harder and faster as her orgasm ripped through her. But he couldn't concentrate, he was thinking about his dream he looked down and could almost imagine his breasts, the ones he had in the dream, and for a second he could've sworn they were there. But he just couldn't, he rolled out of bed and into the shower. Hoping the steam would ease some of the tension he had in his shoulders, he let his mind wonder again. Before he knew what was happening thoughts of the full plump breasts and soft smooth vagina tucked behind that soft silky red thong were running through his mind. His erection grew long and hard, the hot water running down seemed to make it harder and more needing. Luke's mind was spinning, then he realized the breasts he was imagining and vagina he was waiting to reveal appeared, on his body. He was so confused but so turned on by it, one hand cupped a breast and started squeezing, teasing that perfect little nipple between her fingers. Both nipples perked up raw and hard, her groin ached with pleasure. Luke slid his hand over his now slim stomach, slowly slipped his now feminine fingers into top strap of the silky red thong he paused a moment. "What am I doing?" he asked, almost out loud he thought. But need and excitement took over and his dainty finger slid down over her clitoris down further into her sex, wet with longing desire. He nearly fell over as he slid a finger into the sex starting to drip with need. The most amazing sensation he's ever felt. Not HE but SHE he thought it made him more excited she wanted to cum, knew she could cum just thinking about rubbing her clitoris. Then she did two fingers on her clitoris and two fingers diving in and out of her sex she came long and hard. Her sex clenched and released in a full body shaking, toe tingling, mind blurring most exhilarating orgasm she's ever experienced. Stunned Luke collapsed on the shower floor, hot water still streaming down his body as he tried to wrap his mind around what just happened. Confusion about the enjoyment of being a woman and the explosive orgasm he just had clouded his mind. He didn't even notice that his wife was in the bathroom with him, relief ran through him as he looked down and saw his body was back. His muscular hairy stomach and penis. He grabbed his penis almost in disbelief, thoughts of orgasming as a woman made him hard again. Zoey peeked in and asked if she could join him, then she noticed his erection and slid her naked body next to his. "We haven't done it more than once in forever" he hears her say as she drops down to her knees and starts sucking his now hard cock. It's good, it's better than he remembers because he tells himself, "It's been a while." It's so, so good, isn't this what I want? My wife is here with me, right now, and she wants me I can do this. The next day at work Luke couldn't concentrate again, although it wasn't as difficult as the day before. He made it through the day, thankful to be done he clocked out and headed to his car. The drive almost seemed blah when he realized he was not on his normal route but actually around the corner about to park at Madam Marayah's. He got out of his car and headed in before he talked himself out of it, again she was with someone else and again he heard, "I'll be right with you, there's tea in the sitting room help yourself." Luke walked into the sitting room, made himself a cup of tea, he sat there debating what he would ask her. She walks into the sitting room and says, "Ah Luke so nice to see you again, you look relieved, refreshed, you did it didn't you." He wasn't quite sure what she meant by that but walked with her to her table to discuss his new discoveries. Madam Marayah was always so ominous, she made him more confused and made him think in ways he didn't know he could. One thing she did mention was his "desires being recognized" and it being good for his sex life, and boy was she right. On his way out she offered him another cup of tea for the ride home. "Sure why not?" as he accepted her offering. He got into his car and headed home, figured he'd have the tea when he got home. Only when he arrived Zoey was home, that was not normal but a little spark of happiness and surprise tinged in his stomach. He walked into the kitchen where she was singing Alicia Keys "This girl is on fire" so giddy, the happy carefree girl he hadn't seen in some time. She was cooking too, his favorite chicken parm it smelt delicious his mouth was watering. She spun around and greeted him with the biggest smile and hug. She took the tea he didn't realize he was holding and drank it till it was gone. "Hello little lover boy, how was your day? I've made your favorite go get cleaned up its almost ready. I love you." He did as he was told and headed to the bathroom to clean up and join her at the table for dinner. After dinner he lay in bed, going over what happened in his head his mind was spinning in circles. But he knew this night was not over, he knew Zoey was going to want to have sex. Luke was worried, "will I finish, and can I let her down again? I don't want to but I don't know" the anxiety built in his stomach it made the bile rise in his throat. She came in the room, wearing the sexiest outfit she had, the smallest lacey bra with nipple slits. Her nipples were already hard and protruding fiercely through, her g string barely covered the fresh Brazilian wax she just got. Had she done all this for him? Was something wrong? So many thoughts ran through his mind but he cleared them away. Tonight was for Zoey, after everything she had done for him today, she deserved to be treated right. He lay her down ever so slowly and began to please her, watching each orgasm slam through, each convulsion reminding him of the orgasm he had the night before. He watched as each one took more and more out of her, until she passed out, from exhaustion. He lay next to her watching her face, he slipped away with a smile on his own. Happy to be back at this point in his relationship with the woman he loved. The dream started as it always had, the beautiful woman staring back at him but he didn't have to go through all the rest. He was excited, he could tell without even putting a hand down there, in HER sex. She was wet, could feel it clinging to her thong making her need grow. "Scarlett," she hears from behind and before she sees him she knows it's him, Anthony the sexy hunk of a man that was always there with her. Flirting, touching, and laughing. He sat down and like every other time flirting turns to more flirting and touching until she hears what she's been waiting for. "Let's go up to my room beautiful." Excitement grew in her sex. She was wetter than when the dream started it was actually dripping down her leg. Scarlett walked with Anthony to the elevators, there he took control and pushed her body against the back wall. Her legs lifted and wrapped around his fit muscular body, although she hadn't seen his naked body she could tell it was going to rock her world and she was so ready. Swinging his room door open he picked her up off her feet and carried her in. Slowly he lay her on the bed, it smelled of his cologne, manly, so delicious. He covered her body with his and his hands started rubbing up and down, everywhere. She felt something but couldn't put it into words, she loved the feelings of his hands rubbing her, gliding over her full, tender breasts. Down to her vagina, even though she had all her clothes on, her sex clenched and she knew she wanted more. Achingly slow he started to undress her, her hands were moving faster than she was thinking. Trying feverishly to rip his clothes off and see his sculpted body, run her hands over his abs down his happy trail to his penis, which was starting to grow. He pinned her hands down and put his mouth around her now erect nipple, his hand squeezing and teasing the other breast. Pinching and pulling until she orgasmed, hot and quick it was a shock. "Oh Scarlett that was so beautiful, your body is reacting to me, you're so sensitive." It made her want him, even more. She rolled over and on top of him, rocked her hips on his rock hard cock. Slid her hand down his abs and onto the zipper of his pants, unzipped them and released his hard cock. She slid her body down his until she was face to face with his cock, and what an impressive cock it was. Thick in circumference, veins popping out, and long, just long enough she knew it was going to hurt, but hurt in the best way possible. She almost shuddered thinking about it, Scarlett grasped his hard cock in both her hands, leaned forward slightly and started sucking just the tip of his penis. He gave a sharp inhale, jerking his hips forward trying to force his cock in her mouth but she backed away. She had never done this before, was she going to be good at it? She was nervous all of a sudden, self-conscious even and was trying to decide if she should still do it. Suddenly he grabbed her head and shoved his cock in her mouth. Surprised she grabbed his thick cock and tried to pull away, but he was relentless, kept shoving her head back and forth her mouth filling over and over with his cock. Her eyes were watering and she couldn't breathe, almost choking on his huge dick but she loved it, loved how it made her feel. That feeling started to build again in her sex, she started to rub herself, first her clitoris back and forth up and down while his hard cock was still in her mouth, then she slipped two fingers in her dripping wet sex in and out, in and out until a release shattered her. He picked up her limp body and lay her on the bed, she could barely make out what he was doing until she felt it. Vibrations on her clitoris and his tongue poking and prodding in and out of her vagina, another sensation she never had before. A pressure started to build, she knew she was going to explode before it even happened, then it came hard and fast and lasted longer than she thought. Through blurry, watery eyes she started to call out his name "Anthony, please no, help, please no, more" and before she could say another word he was inside her. His hard hot cock was filling her, every inch of her wet pussy. "Ooooooooooouch, Ahhhhhh," is all that came out. "Fuck yes," she called out, it hurt so good. "No stop! Please don't stop!" She couldn't wrap her mind around what was happening. He was thrusting now, she could feel every inch of his dick moving in and out going deeper and harder and she loved it. Again the pressure started to build in her sex, this one she was anticipating, she was thrilled to find out what it would feel like to orgasm with a penis inside of her. Then without saying a word, mid thrust she felt it again, the vibration on her clitoris he picked up his speed he was now pounding her pussy, it was overwhelming. The convulsions started from her pussy and radiated out, down to her toes, back up toward her head then back to her pussy again. These lasted for what seemed like a lifetime, then she rolled over and passed out. Opening his eyes he was greeted with that smile, the one he fell in love with, on the face he fell in love with. Yes he was back in his house with his wife and he couldn't be happier, but he felt something was missing. What was he going to do? The sex that followed didn't go as well as she had hoped, there was a sadness in her face Luke recognized very well. The disappointment of an unfulfilling "tumble in the sheets" but she rolled over, said it was okay. "We can try again later, maybe?" Then headed toward the shower. Guilt started to circulate through every nerve in his body. Until he was on his knees, tears streaming down his face. Why me, he asked as he glared at his reflection, "why can't we go back to the way it used to be?" and something rang through his ears almost like an alarm sounding. "Your deepest desires are trying to emerge, don't try to suppress it, it won't be good," almost as if Madam Marayah was standing in the room with him. His heart sunk a little as he sauntered on into the bathroom where he knew Zoey, his wife, and love of his life would be expecting an explanation. To his surprise when he got into the bathroom she invited him into the shower as to not disappoint Luke practically ripped his clothes off and climbed in with her. He wrapped his arms around her wet body, pulling her into him, they stood there for a minute or two in silence. Each taking the other in when finally she started to speak. "I need to tell you something." Words you don't want to hear from your spouse. "Is she leaving me, is this it, what am I going to do, tell her you idiot open your mouth and tell her what's happening." But the words weren't coming out of his mouth. His body stiffening in anticipation, she turns to him and with the deepest sadness in her eyes starts to cry. "You know I love you," she began and his legs started to tremble, "which is why I feel I need to share this with you, I know we haven't been on the same page these past couple years and it's mostly my fault. I was always too busy or too tired to notice you and for that I'm sorry. But recently something happened, I." And before she said another word he pulled her in for a hug. NO don't say it he thought to himself, please don't say it he squeezed tighter and she tried to wiggle out of his hold. "Please I'm trying to tell you something," Zoey pleaded and he let her go. "I had a dream the other night and it felt real. So real I didn't know it was a dream till I woke up after having the most explosive orgasm I've ever had" Half in shock, half stunned all Luke could do was blink. She kept on with a dream that sounded a little too familiar, was it real? Was he hearing what was coming out of her mouth correctly? It can't be, there's no way. But, there was a way, and it was absolutely happening. Zoey recalled more of her vivid dream. "I walked into a bar, there was a beautiful woman sitting at the bar by herself. When I walked over she called my name as if she knew exactly who I was. Only I wasn't myself, she called out Anthony and when I looked up in the mirror I was a man!" Luke could not believe it, as the next forty five minutes were filled with the dream he had only the words were coming out of his wife's mouth. Was he dreaming now, he almost thought of pinching himself to make sure. When she was finished she looked almost relieved she had finally gotten it off her chest. "I'm not sure how to feel about this dream, it was like I was living that life and it scared me a little but secretly it turned me on, but I don't know how I'm supposed to feel, or what I'm supposed to make of it." With a boyish grin on his face Luke took his wife by her arms and led her into the bedroom once more and pleased his wife to her satisfaction and had a pleasurable orgasm of his own. Their marriage was back on track and they were both elated, both were excelling at their jobs, always home at night to eat dinner and unwind with one another. A few weeks later Luke stopped by Madam Marayah's shop, to let her know about his breakthrough, to hear and see her reaction. She greeted him at the door this time, Tea? She asked and he gladly accepted. Before he said a word she was talking. "It looks good on you, this new life you're living. Didn't I tell you not to suppress those desires? Not everyone listens to me, so congratulations." "Well how did you know?" Luke asked her. How did she know what he did, what they did, how they were living their lives? He wanted answers but before he could ask her, Madam Marayah's phone rang. "Please excuse me I need to get that. Help yourself to some more tea before you leave, and take some home for your wife." Luke refilled his cup and made a cup for his wife, the drive home was a blur. All he could think of was what she had said, the coolness and acceptance in her voice. When he arrived home, Zoey opened the garage door "Hi little lover boy, how was your day?" Luke smiled his boyish smile and handed Zoey her cup of tea. "Thank you, what's this for? Trying to get brownie points are you?" But Luke couldn't hold back anymore, "Hey Zoey can we talk?" "Sure," she replies, "dinner's on the table go wash up we'll talk there." He sits down and starts to tell her of his interesting encounter with Madam Marayah. After Zoey shared her dream he came clean with her about everything, the same dream he had on more than one occasion, the reason he thought he couldn't orgasm after having those dreams, and his multiple trips to Madam Marayah's. She smiled at him and asked, "Is her opinion of you relevant? Do you feel you need her approval for this, our life? Our sexual life no less?" He paused for a moment, not sure what to say then he said, "I don't need her approval, I think deep down I just wanted her to know what happened and let her know my desires weren't being suppressed." Zoey smiled again and shook her head. "Oh my little lover boy, what am I going to do with you?" That night they both fell asleep tangled with each other, snuggled into one another the way they did when they were just dating. When it happened, Luke tried to blink through it, he thought it wasn't real. There he was again staring back at HER reflection. "Scarlett, my darling, I've missed you!" she heard him before she saw him, then he turned the corner. He gave her that handsome smile and her heart melted, and that feeling grew in an area she was more aware of now. He came closer to her and she could smell his cologne, that familiar scent of him and that feeling grew deeper. "Anthony where have you been? I feel like it's been forever." When she looked around she wasn't in his hotel room, they were in a house, a familiar looking house, then it clicked. It's my house, Luke told himself. "Oh no, I can't, not here." But Anthony grabbed her. Scooped her up in a bear hug. "Don't worry my little lover boy" he whispers no one will ever know and swept her away into the bedroom. Exploring each other like never before it was almost a frenzy. Hands and mouths moving faster than their minds could keep up with. Clothes flying everywhere until they lay naked and breathless on the bed, him covering her with his rippling muscles. She could feel his erection start to grow between her legs and she started to drip, her pussy wet with desire, he could see it in her eyes. "Cum for me Scarlett," as he shoved two fingers in her wet pussy, all her nerves were on end when his tongue lashed out at her clitoris greedily, hungrily, she exploded around his fingers pushing his head into her sex barely able to speak. She whimpered his name as she came down from her roaring climax. "That's my girl, tell me you want me, tell me you want my hard cock inside of you." Almost on command the words were out of her mouth. "Fuck me Anthony, shove your hard dick deep in my wet pussy, make me cum, please make me ahhhhhhhhhh," she gasped as he ripped into her. She savored every hard inch he was giving her, her pleading became louder, almost screams. "Yes please, fuck me yes harder, deeper in my tight pussy, please NOW," as his pace quickened he could feel her tightening around him. Faster and harder, still picking up speed. "Yes please Anthony, please make me cum, fuck please let me cum," she pleaded. Her fingers started to rub her clit, her nerves screaming to release, but she was enjoying it, enjoying the look on her lovers face. She studied his face, his jaw line the muscles in his neck, the beautiful pecks and abs surely sculpted by the gods. Then without warning he flipped her over, one arm reached around her stomach over her pulsing wet pussy and onto her throbbing clit, rubbing and willing an orgasm to the surface. His other hand was in her hair pulling hard. He was penetrating her from behind. His hard cock even deeper than it had been just minutes ago, she tried to move but he pulled tighter on her hair. She came undone, thrashing and convulsing around his hard cock that was still relentlessly pounding her wet pussy from behind. "You're mine little lover boy, you'll always be mine, even in your dreams." And she came again, body writhing still trying to recover from the last earth shattering climax. When he woke up Luke smiled at the face lying next to him, that sweet, smiling face he knew and loved. She rolled into him and softly said, "That was everything I needed and wanted and so much more. I never want this to end." He wrapped her in a hug and pulled her closer. She was with him, in every way she understood his needs and could give him what he desired and he could give it back. Tears started to prick his eyes as his grin grew. As he was about to roll over and get ready for work his wife leans up on her elbow and says, "Not that I'm complaining or anything but what's in that tea you keep giving me?!" He stood for a moment, not understanding the question, then it clicked, her tea, could Madam Marayah really have drugged it? "But she couldn't, no she wouldn't have. She didn't know what was happening the first time I walked into her shop, how could she have known what I wanted or needed?" But he wasn't going to ask her, no he'd walk into her shop the next time and accept her offering for that soothing "special cup of tea" like he had time and time again. He rolled out of bed. "Join me in the shower Anthony," he heard himself say. Zoey rolled over and with a slight chuckle replied, "In your dreams little lover boy."