Blinking, I felt Déjà vu wash past me and then it was simply Erica, with a hungry look in her eyes but a slightly worried expression as well. ‘He ...passed out on the couch.’ She smiled then, squirmed her hip on the sheets. ‘Then come here. I don’t feel like being licked anymore. I was already wet enough, I was fantasizing about being fucked. Make my fantasy come true.’ Wiping my face on my hand, I considered that for all of a half-second before standing up and undoing my pants. My cock was. My house would probably be easier than what she had to do there, since here it was just the two of us. The hard spot was how her parents were going to react, what they would say and do and how she would react. I wasn't looking to cause her problems and if it was going to be a big deal, I would let her leave if she wanted to. It would be a pity though as this was a good arrangement for both her and for me. While I found her attractive and, so far, a fun person, I would never be inappropriate. I dont know what to do about this.I dont know who I can talk to.I know dreams aren't real, but it comes from somewhere, but where?And its not just the dream. Sometimes, I look at myself in the mirror, andI look .... wrong, somehow. I look and I half-expect to see the girl frommy dream looking back at me.And the fact she doesn't is a grief I cant even begin to describe ....I've got to pull myself together, shake this off somehow.I wish I had someone to talk to about this, but who?My dad is a. I stayed seated waiting for him. When the door opened in walked Brad with three other guys. I was surprised but just then Brad said “See I promised you a treat & he is” I knew then and there what I was in for. Brad is a tall guy with a good build and a really big cock. Most of the time you can clearly see the bulge in his crotch. The three guys were a bit taller than Brad and the bulge in their crotches was a sure indicator that I was going to be well used.With a smile Brad said “Aren't you.