I clung to her tightly and said, "Oh, Auntie, it was a very bad dream!My daddy was hurting my mommy and I tried to help her but my daddyturned on me a...nd called me names just like the kids do at school andthen he started ripping my clothes off and hurting me!"Auntie Helen held me even tighter and that is when Miss Mary camerunning into the room. She saw that everything was under control andshe just came over and stroked my cheek and said, "Oh, Angel, my sweetAngel, its okay, Honey, we are here. I remembered my intention to control my dream, but could not recall dreaming at all. As I reviewed the schedule, I saw I'd be working with Sandra at North Clinic today. I wondered if I had indeed dreamed of her forgetting a bra as she dressed today, and if so, had she "heard" my dream. Finally, would she feel compelled to act on that dream? Might prove to be an interesting day.I parked and strolled into work. Sandra was at the usual station, primly dressed in her uniform scrubs, and a clinic. Using my wrong hand, for the benefit of her m0ther’s view, I stroke my already hard dick. Leaving my dick to throb on its own, I open Vicky’s pussy-lips and display it to our audience. She is now very wet and sliding in a couple of fingers I hear two, almost, simultaneous groans. I would love to see Vicky’s M0m masturbating while she watches me taking advantage of her d4ughter. But I don’t look her way.Taking my weight on my arm beside her head, I pose lining up my dick with her pussy.. Either propped up on one side or lounging back with their arms above their head with a coy smile. But dear, innocent Theodore just looked like a petrified board of wood. Lying as stiffly as a dead fish, afraid to move.“Good,” Thought Mihara. “I can teach this one from the ground up.”Spinning back towards the target of her affections, Mihara stared him down. “You did so well in this afternoon’s class I thought you deserved some private tutoring,” she said, in an authoritative voice.Slinking.