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I bridged over to Bob and told him what had happened, that two nights in a row I had apparently been 'bridged' by someone else, into the dreams of someone I didn't know.

"Have you considered that maybe it was really just a fantasy?" Bob suggested.

"We thought of that after the first one, but twice in two nights, surrounding the same person, whom I don't know? And my ring was gone. If it was a fantasy, it was someone else's. Let me tell you about it and see if you come to the same conclusions that we did."

I proceeded to tell him all about my meetings with "Bex" Hampton, including our conclusions that for some reason, some unknown person wanted me to meet her. He listened to the whole story then said, "Jimmy, you gotta stop doing this to me. Just when I think I've got some kind of grip on the whole thing, you spring this on me. Tell me this? Do you and Allison consider this an escalation?"

"Escalation is a term we only use when it appears that I can suddenly do something new. Like the first time I bridged another person by accident, or when I started randomly bridging people I would meet, even the dream about the little girl in the closet. This time it doesn't appear to be something I've done. This time it seems I'm being moved by someone else. Intervention maybe... but not escalation. Allison is scared. She thinks that this means that someone we don't know actually knows about me, and apparently can exercise some level of control over me. Besides there have been other patterns to escalations."

"Really? What kind of patterns?"

I blushed. "Well," I began, but was interrupted when the phone suddenly rang.

Bob picked it up, answered, and said with a shocked expression, "It's for you."

I was just as stunned. I took the phone from him. It was Allison! "Tell him. Tell him everything."

"How did you know..." I started.

"You left from my dream; I stuck a remote receiver on you before you left and I've been listening. It was just an experiment to see if it would work but since it did... I think it's time he knew the whole story. If we can't trust him by now... you know what I mean. I think he'll have a better chance of helping if he understands everything. I trust him. Okay?"

"Okay, you're right as usual. I'll talk to you in a little bit." I hung up and turned back to Bob.

"She says to tell you everything. So here's what we know about the escalations so far." I went on to tell him all about registration and Miss Swann's affect on me, the water fight with Shannon, the garage, how that had led to the first episode of my 'bridging' over into her dream. How we had come to the conclusion that it was hormones that had triggered it. Without getting into graphic details, I told him how the changes since then had followed directly after more intense situations of a similar nature. I was sweating bullets and felt I like I was so red I would have glowed in the dark by the time I finished.

Bob couldn't help but smile a little bit. "Okay, don't take this wrong. On the one hand that is all fascinating, but on the other, it's not at all surprising. In many documented cases of paranormal activity, the episodes followed times of severe emotional or physical stress. Puberty can be a bitch, no two ways about it. Granted it's a little late to call this puberty in your case, but this seems to be just another case where hormones have triggered more than a deep voice or a sudden demand for new wardrobe. I don't need to know the more intimate details but you may want to consider journaling this stuff to look back at it later. No idea where you could put that it would be safe but you may be able to learn from it later."

"Allison has been taking notes."

"Excellent. That is one smart girl you have there, Jimmy, I'm glad she's on our side. Well, figuratively speaking that is. There is certainly no need to go into the whole 'your-side, my-side' route just yet. Either way it's good that you have her to talk to. So, from what you've told me, I would have to agree that two things are happening. First, your love life is improving..." I swear I flushed to the floor. "... and that as a result of this, your, call it 'ability, ' is growing at a major rate. As for someone else's being in control, that's a little harder to pin down. On the up side, there is the coincidence factor, but that doesn't hold up well due to the fact that it was the same person, a person that you have never met, and have no prior knowledge of, and as you said, it happened twice. Also, and this is a key piece of information that you may have overlooked, I think what you were viewing was more likely memories than dreams."

"Really?" This was a totally new thought. "What makes you think so?"

"You have control in dreams. Yours and Allison's from way back, Shannon's from the very first time. I'm not surprised at any of that part of the story by the way; she is your best friend's sister, you've known each other for years, and you suddenly discovered that she is not the irritating little tag along you always saw her as. At the same time you discover that she has in fact grown up right under your nose into an attractive young collection of protein, and that she has the hots for you. Happens all the time. If your best friend doesn't kill you first, you may have just discovered, at the very least a very good friend for life or, something much more. If you screw it up, which I assume you haven't yet, you will wish you had never been born.

"Anyway, from the first you had control, even though it was Shannon's established fantasy. In the new episodes, you are pretty well locked into your observer mode. The situation is similar to watching a movie or a stage play. In one there is absolutely nothing you can do but watch or leave, the other you can actually affect. Even if it is just to disrupt it and get thrown out. See the difference? Does this make any sense?"

"Yes, not only does it make sense, but it answers some questions as well. Actually, just about anything I learn at this point is bound to at least be a hint to some question I have, or maybe to one I haven't even thought of yet. So because it's a person re-living a life experience in a dream I really don't have any effect?"

"Not so far anyway, and let me tell you right up front that if you actually do start being able to affect dreams of this sort, tell me immediately! It's not so much that I'm worried, but I'm worried. At the same time I would be excited beyond measure. The therapeutic value of that just blows my mind, as do the possible dangers, but that's too much of a stretch at this point. We'll just have to wait and see how things develop. Back to your current problem, if it does happen again, do you have any idea how you want to handle it?"

"Yes. Allison and I talked about it and she wants me to see if I can get out of a dream like that if I find myself in one again. You know, just walk away."

"That sounds like a very good idea. You need to know how much control you really have. You may not be able to learn the actual limits of that control, but it would be nice to know you can leave when you want. Did you want to try and do that now?"

"As long as you don't see a problem with it, I'm game. But I don't know if I could 'force' my way in, if you get my meaning. I don't know where the 'visions, ' dreams, memories, or whatever are actually coming from, so I think I'll just wait and see when it happens again. It does seem like the only way we are ever going to get more information though." I stopped for a minute, considering. "Bob? What if it is someone else? What if there is someone out there who knows about me and what I can do?"

"Jimmy, I don't know. Until we have more to go on I just don't know. On the up side, I doubt if someone who meant you harm would be introducing you to an FBI agent."

"Yeah, Allison and I pretty much came to the same conclusion. I just realized something. This isn't the first time this has happened, no that's not right, what I mean is, I think I've been in other dreams like this before. Remember the girl in the closet? I wanted to do something then but somehow I knew there was nothing I could do. I think that was a memory."

"You could be right, it's hard to say."

"Anyway, if it happens again, I'll try to leave first thing. I need to know if I have enough control to get out of a dream like that, one that someone else seems to have put me in. Speaking of control, Allison thinks it would be good idea to have these... we call them 'wizard's duels, ' to sharpen my skill and stuff. You know, teach me to think quicker and respond better and faster to situations in a dream. She thinks it may come in handy somehow, and I will admit I pretty much suck when it comes to that stuff. We've only horsed around with it a few times but she has pretty thoroughly kicked my butt whenever we have."

"It certainly couldn't hurt. Anything that stretches the mind and helps it to work more efficiently is generally a good thing. Does she feel that at some point you may actually have to use this ability to defend yourself in a dream? Does she feel you may be threatened in the future?"

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I suppose that I have my wife to thank although I never will. In fact, I hope to God she never finds out because that would change things and the Good Lord knows that I don't want that to happen. It started the day that I found out that my wife was an unfaithful whore. It was a story as old as time. We had planned to go someplace, something came up and I had to cancel and my wife went alone. I got loose from what I had to do and showed up just in time to see my wife go off with another man. I...

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bobbi

bobbi by dvs For a few seconds, James just stood there looking at bobbi. I’m sure he was soaking it all in. I know I would have. The image of a naked woman, bound and helpless, and that look on her face as she said those words. What man could resist? Not me. James’ face began to glow with desire. I could see those wheels of lust churning in his head as he looked down at her. I’ll say one thing for that slut. She knew how to get what she wanted. She knew the walk and the talk. That wasn’t the...

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Bobbi

Bobbi - New Girl in Town(TV, Transsexual, Prostitution, Gay & lesbian sex, Anal, Oral)[Note: the original author of these stories prefers to remainanonymous]Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a...

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Tommy and Bobbie

As a teenager, sometimes I wished I could go for an entire day without thinking about doing it. From the time I discovered that orgasms felt good, I seemed as if I thought of nothing else but doing it with a girl. I discovered that girls liked to go out on dates with guys, but contrary to the things I heard from some of the older guys, they weren't ready to fall into the back seat of the car after a movie and a Coke. It wasn't for lack of my trying! I heard two seniors talking about...

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Bobbi

Margo sat next to me in the coffee shop late that Saturday afternoon.His real name was Mark, but he was one of the loveliest Drag Queens inNew York City. I had been dressing secretly at home in my mother's and sister's clothes for just over three years, but at 18 years old, I hadnever been in public as a woman. Margo lived now as a female, and couldpass anywhere. I complimented "her" on it, and "she" said, "You coulddo just as well, you know." I was flattered, but not as sure as shewas. "Come...

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Bob Becomes Bobbi

This story deals with sexually explicit material. If it offends or your not 18 or older do go any further. BOB BECOMES BOBBI by TIFFANY [email protected] I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in a small rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always a problem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year old sister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it was an opportunity to escape some...

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Transforming Bobbie

Transforming Bobbie It was a typical Monday morning. I woke up, showered, dressed for work and had a glass of orange juice. Everything was fine and then suddenly I felt a "pop" in my lower back followed by a great deal of pain. It was not the first time my back had gone "out" but it was by far the worst time. I called in sick. Then I tried to sit or lay or find some way to ease the pain, but there was no position which would give me any relief. My wife Mary came downstairs. ...

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BOB BECOMES BOBBI

I was just turning 10 years old the summer I met Marshall. I lived in asmall rural town and keeping busy during the summer vacation was always aproblem. That's why when Marshall a 14 years old and his 12 year oldsister came to visit there Grandparents who lived just up the street it wasan opportunity to escape some of the boredom. Marshall and his sister,Jennifer, were from the big city. To them we were all hicks.Marshall was quick to start up an association with me only because I...

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Bobbi

I had my "secrets" we all have them. I guess on the one hand we are terrified we will be discovered but on the other, there is that little part of us that wants to be discovered. At least that's the way it was for me. Meeting Ms. Anders changed all that. Somehow, from that first meeting, she could see all the way through me. She could see that dark secret that I always thought was safely hidden away.I should start at the beginning and maybe this will all make a little more sense. My names...

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Bosomy Bobbie

"It's Bosomy Bobbie," I say to Anne, holding my hand over the receiver. "Tell him we're not here. Tell him we're not her... tell him whatever you want." "He's all dressed, he says. He's got that whiny tone in his voice." "That's the only tone he has!" Anne screamed. "Oh God... why hath thou forsaken me? Alright. Tell him to come over but use the side entrance." "What side entrance?" "You know, the one next to the imaginary elevator." "Oh, that side entrance... Yeah, she...

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Bobbie

BOBBIE Oh Lord, here he is, drunk, falling down drunk, Anna thought. She heard her husband of thirty years come home in his usual state. He spend all his days in the pool hall and his evenings at Maloney's Bar. The fact that he could afford it was not the point. Ever since they won the lottery and he gave up working he spend his days drinking. Half past seven and he could barely walk. He started early. She had attempted to get him help but he was not interested. His...

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Bobbie

It was Saturday night. I was ready to make the bar scene, and meet the girl of my dreams. Well, maybe just the girl of my desires. Or even any girl willing to make out with me for a while. There wasn’t much happening in small-town Iowa these days, and I’d already met every girl within fifty miles. If I got really lucky, there’d be someone new, or at least someone who’d give me a second chance. Otherwise, it’d be Ms. Hand again tonight…It was just after nine o’clock. The band sounded good, and...

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Bobbie

Bobbie By Alyssa Davis I wound my way around to the back door and let myself in to Aunt Mary's house, something I have done routinely for years. Usually I just came over to visit, since I was very close to my aunt. She was like a second mother to me, only I was more comfortable talking to her...to confide in her. She never had children of her own and now, she was a widow. So she considered me like her own son. And as such I did many chores for her. Now that school was out for the...

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Bobbie

I met her in my office. She was assigned to one of the other consultants I share space with, and there was something about the way she moved that caught my eye. She seemed confident, and roamed the office at will. Normally, a new assistant will spend most of her time at her desk, and will only speak to a consultant if spoken to. Not her. She would captivate groups of us at once, telling us flirtatious stories, flashing her playful baby blues at us all. Bobbie was small. I figured her for four...

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BOB

Bob drove Sadie out to the barn on his ranch. He had been bringing her here every Saturday for six months. He got out of the truck and pulled her out and walked her to the barn and he shut the door and took her to the stall in the back of the barn. He laid down a blanket and quickly removed her clothes. When he had her naked he kissed her mouth and she gave him her tongue to suck. As he tongue kissed her his hands went to her small tits and rubbed them then down to her pussy. He played with her...

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Uncle Bob

My life was grand untill one day my mom was killed in a car wreck. I had no father so the state was looking for a relative to take me in. I was sixteen and could not live on my own. They finally found Uncle Bob. He lived in Montana up in the hills on his ranch. I took the plane to him and he met me at the airport. He was not a bad looking man but was not happy to be stuck with a teen ager. When I walked to him he looked me over from head to toe. I was built like my mom with great tits and nice...

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Shalu explore her life adventures with Bobby bob

Hello everybody. Thanks to iss for publishing our stories wherein we can share our experiences with everyone and gets to know about how the life can be made more happy and interesting. Well i am bobby from delhi sharing some experience which is in continuation with my previous episode, “ fun at weekend, cleavage lover and bhabhi and shalu kindly give your feedback @ Shalu is a same girl who joined me on a weekend and we have relationship from year ’93. She was a beautiful lady now married from...

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An Open Letter From Just Plain Bob

It is human nature to strive to get better. If you take up bowling your first games are going low scoring, but you will work and practice to get better and as your average climbs you may forget the game where you had three gutter balls and shot an eighty-six, but that game is still there in your past. Your first time on the golf course you shot an eighty on the front nine, but did you settle for that being your game or did you work to improve? You may eventually get a three handicap, but...

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