A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably... forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next time the reader falls asleep they will be thrust into a vivid dreamscape of one of their craziest erotic fantasies come to life.The dreamer will embark upon the kind of worlds you only get to see in. If she had she might still be alive."Charlie looked over at Jim and his voice, too, was rough and breaking. He said, "I know how you are hurting Jim but you have to let it go. It took me months to break out of the funk you're in but you have to let it go and move on with your life. I" What the hell are you talking about you asshole? How the hell can YOU know how I feel, how empty I feel and how it hurts every time I think about telling Della something?"Charlie felt his temper rising then forced. I mustn’t disappoint you.” “She told me you are quite big.” “Do you want to see?” “Yes, of course. But not yet.” Building the erotic charge slowly. I, too, was down to my boxer’s, hoping not to be too out-inched but already feeling the throb of anticipation. Mel reached for a zip, let her skirt fall and stepped out of it. Promises or no, Robert’s hand moved faster. “It’s all right,” he said, aware that Mel had noticed. “I can do this for a long time. But I need to do it, now I’ve seen. Is that. It was yet another one of those exercises when this story took place. It had been almost three months since I had last been able to take any leave from the Army and I was starting to get a little irritable. At first I couldn’t figure out why, as the training hadn’t been too intense. But I figured something must be bothering me. That is when I realized that I hadn’t had any sex for the last three months. I had gotten so engrossed in what we were doing that I never noticed. But now that we were.