'Where's mum?'He sighed, and looked down briefly. 'She got herself all fucking drugged up and is now staying with your grandmother.'I nodded once, fea...r taking a hold of me. I couldn't live with him alone. I knew he would beat me tonight, and the next and the next. 'Come and sit with me.' he said.I numbly walked over to him and sat on the couch. 'Your mum's an alcoholic and a slut. She won't be back for a while.'I didn't understand what he was doing, he never spoke to me. In one movement he. So if we have to use your dream, can you set it up so Rachel can leave on her own whenever she wants? I'm sure I missed something, did you think of any others?" That covers a lot of the basic ones. Then there are the dangerous ones." Dangerous?" Yeah, like what happens if Mom is in Rachel's dream and Rachel wakes up?" Wouldn't the dream just fade and Mom go back to her own dreams?" That's just it, I don't know. What if Mom doesn't go back to her own dreams? What if she's stuck there? I've never. Maybe because we were born in small villages, myself on a farm , that we loved being out either in the fields or beaches. We first started dating ,as it was back then,lol, mid 70s after playing some mixed sports together , she had the best legs ,tanned and toned ,slim with fairly large breasts, I used to get the odd glimpse of them as the shirts we wore playing hockey were quite baggy and she left the top buttons undone ,so if she bent over you could see down to her mounds ,held in by an. She decided to wear a skirt and no panties. I was turned on by the idea. The company party was being held at a hotel about a half hour from where we lived. She said that they expected about 30 people to show up.We arrived at the hotel that evening. The parking lot was almost full but we found a place towards the back. We entered the lobby and made our way to where the event was taking place. As we entered the room, one of Carol’s co-workers, Darnell, approached us. He was a short fat.