Dusty sat bolt upright in the bed sweating.That dream seemed so real. It was hard to imagine he was just dreaming. It was almost as if he could still ...taste Lori on his lips.But as his heart is still racing, it still feels like to him that someone has hit him in his chest very hard. Suddenly his only thought is that he has to find Suzan and make this right.No matter how hard he tries he can't get back to sleep. The only thing he can see when he closes his eyes was the look on Suzan's face as she. Already aroused, he looks like a Greek statue staring at what is to be his. Without a word, he moves forward and gently strokes my bottom. I shiver in spite of the warm fire, my juices running down my leg as he slowly, tenderly, massages my bottom and my thighs, his easy caresses belying his powerful arms. He stops caressing, holding his hand in place over my right cheek, and I know it is time. He brings back his arm, and slaps my right cheek, cupping his hand and rubbing it after the blow. He. In unison we chimed out "bum bum”.....You know that sound from the law order show....Freaky....We started to laugh and just talk about the show and wound up talking about everything else. I couldn't take the hum of the dryers any longer. "Hey I live right upstairs, wanna come up for a cup of coffee?" What did I just ask!!...I don't know this man from a hole in the wall...without hesitation he said "sure"....We went up to my apartment. He notices all the artifacts on my walls and begins to ask. Five minutes went by. I was tense as hell, staring at the professor, though I couldn't focus on a single word. I could smell Kiana's flowery perfume that I was engulfed in on Friday night. But I never looked at her, and I had no idea if she was looking at me.But then, I felt her soft hand grab mine under the table. Oh my god. I turned to her, and she looked at me with her seductive eyes. She slowly pulled my hand towards her, between her legs, up her skirt, under her panties, until my fingers.