What can I do for you? Are the meetings stillon?" That is why I am calling Mr. Pope."I knew it. All this was a charade, a very expensive and humilia...tingcharade."What has happened? Has there been a change?" This was my depressiontalking now. "Should I plan to return home today?" Oh no! Not at all Mr. Pope! I am terribly embarrassed. The men whoyou were supposed to meet with were called to Australia early to dealwith an immediate crisis." And?" My defenses had suddenly reappeared."I know. Today is a little different. He tells me he’s had adream about me. He was dreaming of an ancient nativeAmerican civilization and when he looked at one of thewomen and his vision cleared, he found himself lookingat me. He lifts the sheet again and asks me to turnover onto my back. Normally he lifts the sheet fromthe edge that’s farthest from him to protect mymodesty. This time he lifts the sheet from the sidethat’s closest to him and watches as I turn over onhis table. My nipples are hard and. I went to sleep around an hour into the trip andwhen i woke up we arrived. I sat up and looked at the farm. It was big and had corn fields around the whole house. The house itself was big also three stories and all white. We pulled up to the porch about 20 feet shy and Alex turned off the engine. I got out and strecthed which was a good thing because my bones were popping away. I noticed movement on the porch and turned to face a sight which almost caused me to pop my load all over the place.. Would you like one too?" Sure."I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed two glasses down from the cupboard. I filled them with ice and water, and turned back to Mike.I paused, on my way back to the sofa, because for a second, I thought he'd fallen asleep. His eyes were open, though, and, staring at his past. I also noticed that he was hard."He's thinking about Lisa," I thoughtI put our glasses on the coffee table. and left him to enjoy his memories.I went into my bedroom, and straightened the.