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 It was a hot summer night, sitting at the back porch.  The light of the
moon had laura spellbound.  She stared at the white disk in the sky, and
thought about how warm and peaceful it was.  She thought about how tired
she was and how she could fall asleep any minute.  Her last thought befor
she fell asleep was a guess at what tomorrow would bring.  She dreamed
vividly, of moments at the Fair, of a warm day and cool water.  Her mind
drifted, just as a cottaintail seed floats above the ground. .adrift in a
sea of air.  She imagined a place, warm but dark, where she was being
touched by someone while she slept.  She thought it must be her sister,
sleeping next to her just like when she was a teenager.  She felt something
soft, warm skin touching her neck.  In the dream, her mind rolled from one
scene to the next, her mind playing games as she tried to understand the
dream.  Moving her hair, his hand moved it away from her neck.  Surprised
that she still slept, he gently kissed her neck, feeling her pulse through
his lips.  In her dream she was now sleeping in the back of her parents
car, awkwardly curled against the back seat, she knew that someone was
there, touching her, her second boyfriend Tom, it had to be. .she thought
of the past, blurry memories of Tom and her life.  Her body tingled as she
dreamed of someone touching her, now a movement against her leg, up her
thigh.  She felt warm in between as her body pulsed with excitment, her
clit being rubbed, or licked, she imagined it was Tom, trying to get his
hands down her skirt.  He licked his finger and moved it down to her
crotch, sliding it inside her.  He stared into t her eyes as they moved
back and forth underneath her closed eyelids.  Sliding his finger inside,
he moved her legs apart, pushing another finger inside her wet pussy.  He
slowly moved her thigh, spreading her legs wider. .he slid his finger out
and moved two fingers inside, watching her sleepy eyes.  Suddenly, her eyes
became fixed, no longer moving under her heavy eyelids.  He slowed his
movements, moving his finger slowly .her dream and she came back to
reality, the wood of the porch bench against her head.  He froze, afraid
she might wake any second.  Seconds later, her eyes opened, and the surreal
memory of her dream came flooding back.  She sat up and realized she was
wet, realizing she hadn't had a dream like this since she was a teen.  She
couldn't believe how real it was, as she straightened her dress
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