"It's one of those zillions of things I just know about without knowing why I know. I dream of moose sometimes, but I dream of other animals, too. Bea...ver, loons, wolves, wolverines, all kinds of things. I don't know why of all these creatures the moose is my patronus."Over the holidays Imogen had told her friends about the strange dreams she often had, which repeatedly gave her glimpses of another place, cold and white, but never in enough detail for Imogen to identify the place. Another. Given the seemingly endless week at work and the ebb in her energy she decided to go for wine and chocolate – she had no plans to karate chop her way through the criminal underground tonight. At Dean and Deluca she picked out the finest, purest cacao she could find and an excellent bottle of Rubicon – Napa’s finest red wine. The two blocks to her high-rise apartment passed quickly and inside she placed the wine and chocolate on the kitchen counter, eyeing it with a smirk, and headed to the. She stops dead in her tracks. She looks again in disbelief. With Jeff's head resting on Sean's stomach, his hand wrapped around Sean's shaft, Jeff's penis pulses fully erect. She gasps, wanting to scream. She starts downstairs. She stops again, goes back and screams, "What's going on!!!" It takes them a moment to awake, but soon both realize what she's screaming about. Jeff moves off of Sean, but neither say a word.Hysterically, "Sean! You can't tell me you didn't know what Jeff was. It was only two days ago that she had finally confessed her secret to me.We'd been drinking and messing around online with a few friends when I decided it was time to jump in the hot tub outside. Casual nudity in front of her is nothing new for me, but when I started stripping down and challenged her to a race to the tub she blushed and fumbled with her clothes. I hadn't really thought about it, but I realized then it'd always been me nude, not Holly; at least not often."Come on, silly!" I.