‘That and some patience, Flick. That’s all ya can do for me.’ I was moved with the sudden urge to hug my father, something I’d never once done... in my life. It would have been weird though because Dad didn’t exactly invite affection. Instead, I rose to my feet and set about making another pot of coffee for him. ‘Better get back to work, punkin,’ he said after I’d poured him a cup. ‘That alignment ain’t gonna finish itself.’ I gave him a small smile at the old nickname. He hadn’t called me. .. They aren’t normal dreams. I read a book about dreams once.Oopsies, lied again!Will read it, and he explained some of it to me.Dreams are formed by the subconscious. Nobody really knows why they happen—the exact reason for them—but they draw on your memories, your knowledge.Your emotions.My emotions aren’t just mine anymore. I have everyone’s emotions now. I can’t tune them out, can’t stop them, can’t ignore them, even though I pretend to.I like yours, though.What do you think happens when. Just looking back now that was a pretty toxic relationship.I was pretty happy with my new clothes, I have a very slim body and lack significant facial and body hair, I always hated that about me, but now I feel thankful for it.Next thing on my list was my anal capacity: I decided to be realistic, there’s no way I’d be able to fit an entire horse dildo in only two weeks, so I bought a butt plug instead, three to be exact, the smallest being as wide as my index and middle fingers combined, and. "Put them on number one they won't be coming off in a minute and number two you will do as your told OK" now my wife had never in all the years we have been together been one for dominant talk so it took me aback to be honest so I laughed and went to start caressing her tits and play with her pubes where they stuck out of the side of her Basque."do as your fucking told get your hands off me put on the panties and shut the fuck up OK" .she pushed me away as she said it and added "put them on be.