The bed felt wrong. The lights coming in through the not quite closed curtains was wrong; it was the old style lights used years ago before LED street... lights became the norm. All the street lights near him were LEDs. Even the sound of traffic was wrong. A moment ago he was sure he was dying. Then he woke up and figured he had been dreaming. Now, he wasn't sure that he hadn't woken up from one dream into another. Life was about to get stranger still.Looking around, Peter noticed a red LED clock. I couldn’teven believe I was thinking of jacking off my belovedpet let alone lusting to do it. I gripped his sheathand gently began coaxing his doggy cock out.It was so warm and quickly started dripping with doggyjuice. Casper really started to move his hips in timewith my hand and was licking my face so much itstarted getting gross. “Ohh you like that boy? Youlike it when I play with your doggy dick?” I said as istarted jacking faster “Well boy if you won’t finishme off it’s only fair that I. When we went and sat back at the table I already missed not having her in my arms. We all talked and drank Champagne. I loved to hear Vicky talk and she had this beautiful accent. I wish I could write the way her voice sounded. As we were all taking a man came up to me and asked if it was all right if he danced with Vicky. Without hesitation I told him ‘No’. I think it shocked everyone, including me. I quickly corrected what I said and told the man that we were just about to get up and dance. I. "Hi mom how's it going?"I turn and see myself again in the extremely girly girl outfit talking onthe cell. "Sorry I haven't called since I got here, I've been really busymom." So how are you doing son? Is everything going okay?" Son if mom couldonly see me wearing a mini dress, panties and a bra and this girlyhairstyle she wouldn't be calling me son hehehe hope mom didn't hear megiggle.I smile at the concern in my mom's voice. "Oh yea everything is goinggreat. I just got to work, I started.