Maybe I dreamed it, maybe not. All I know is Nana’s dreams stopped. Santa came and Christmas went off without a hitch, except there was 36 inches o...f snow outside. There were no more nightmares after that night. Twelve years later, Nana’s health began to fade and I would visit her at a nursing home on my way home from work a few times a week. One evening while helping her eat her dinner, I got up the courage to ask her what the dreams were about. At first she was lost, not remembering what I. If l stay still long enough, she would go to sleep which gave me the chance to wank my cock while my aunt Joe had her hand on my belly, l did try putting her hand onto my cock but where l was holding it so tight it would wake her up l think sometimes she knew what l was doing because Joe would say ‘don’t do that, its naughty’ but it didn’t stop me trying, l may not have fucked my aunt Joe but she donated many pairs of knickers without knowing. I have a cousin named Gloria who is 2yrs younger. Robin and I would drive around waiting to pick them up. We would talk about all kinds of things and often flirted with each other, the same as when Kathy was around. We were about a mile away and 20 minutes till it was time to pick them up when Robin got quiet then said, "Do you mind if I stroke your cock"? I was a bit surprised to say the least. My main concern was that Kathy was testing me. I have to wonder if you really want to do that or if you are trying to get Kathy mad at me? What do. Be patient. He slipped and made a small sound on the porch roof. He froze. Had she heard him, was she looking out the window? No. As he looked on he saw an ink black tattoo of a bat on her shoulder, its wings outstretched, with beady red eyes, and an intricate tattoo of a spider web, above her pierced naval. He watched her disappear into the bathroom. Listened to the rushing water begin to fill the bathtub. She lit some candles and sprinkled some scented bath oil into the water. His cock began.