.18…19…20…. It was approx 2am may be after 1:10 am at night… i felt show dumb & duffer…but again one hour passed and for last 30 mints a fem...ale sleeping topless to me…and i didn’t have the courage…. Suddenly to get my self away from her long hair i moved up so i can control my sensual desire…. But i did wrong or right now her face was near my chest an i can feel her lips which may was on point of needle distance…. This was like a nuclear bomb on me… my leg moved own it own it touched her leg. The soil was back to where it should be, maybe even better. That was obvious by looking at the trees bursting with oversized fruit. I could smell life when I held a handful of dirt near my face. There were things growing in my garden that shouldn't survive further north than Chile or Equador. The sky was clear and Dreamer had told us we could drink water right out of a pond or a stream without fear. He may have taken everything we were familiar with and either removed or modified it, but he. ”“You’re so agreeable.”“That’s odd,” he said. “Someone once told me that I was terribly controlling.”“You are. Just not always, and the exceptions are surprising.” He smirked. Well, yes. Much of it was that he wanted to end up in bed. He would be happy with almost any path she chose if it ended there. That wasn’t all, though. If all his control had been trying to get her into bed, she could have dealt with it more easily. First of all, he wasn’t the first guy who wanted to get her into bed;. My 'he gives oral great' brother.Seems I don't know my own brother well enough. Here he is in the same house, in the room next to mine, the well-hung guy my best friend raves about. And she was thirteen when all this happened. We're fourteen now and I'm still no nearer experiencing my first sex. That's gotta change.I wanted what she had had. Simple as that.Now that I know what I want, how do I go about getting it?Well, I could just be a slut and walk into his room naked. You know, "How about a.