"You're a real sweetie."Ally looked at him blankly. "This is _definitely_ one of my weirder dreams."He smiled, and patted her on the head. "Enjoy." An...d with a snap of his fingers, Ally's eyes woke up to her alarm clock buzzing.*****Ally walked out of her room, rubbing her eyes. "Man, Renee, I had the weirdest dream. But I remember it this time."Renee was working on some Grape Nuts and toast. "Really?" I was representing this wizard in a _really_ weird court, and I won... and he paid me by. You: Would u describe urself as 5 lbs overweight?Stranger: no o.OStranger: i just turn down people because i don't want a boy friend ok?You: Then u should be getting ur fuck on!You: R u on the pill?Stranger: what? no o_oYou: Lots of guys would want to put their stiff penises in you and ejaculate bc u r not overweight and u r a 15 yo girlYou: Ur missing outStranger: lol this conversation is kinda sexy xDYou: I'm a master of romanceStranger: i can tell lolYou: But for real, get on the pill and. Once a week, he'd come out for an inspection, and payher a bounty for each bagged bunny. When she stepped into the field, the firstthing she noticed, as always, was the sweet, almost over-powering fragranceof bunny pussy. Not surprising at all: one hundred dead bunnies were linedup in rows of ten on the field, their cunts as moist as ever. Bunnies stayedfresh a really long time, and none of these had been killed more than a weekbefore. As she entered the field, her two charges began to come to.. Britt had driven Abby to a shop called Her Mistress’s Closet. The mannequins in the window sported all manner of leather and latex. It was the kind of establishment from which Abby would have averted her eyes in the past, recoiling at the depravity of those maladjusted souls who frequented it. Now her heart skipped a beat. Britt ushered her in and Abby stopped at the threshold. The shop was tastefully decorated, completely devoid of the seedinessAbby would have imagined. ‘Hi, Britt,’ greeted.