Ready. Mistress Cynthia.’ Roxie watched Jason and Christine. I watched Roxie, so I do not know what their faces said, just what went across hers. I ...had made my point. ‘As a matter of disclosure, Mistress Cynthia will be a name people ask about, should you take the position I am prepping you for. She is a dominatrix, perhaps the dominatrix. Yes, she and I have had a session. No, I will not tell you about it now, except to say that I have not cum that hard in years. Sheila is the one that really. “How much longer do I have you for?” I tried to keep my voice from mirroring what I felt at the thought of her leaving.“Don’t sound so sad!” she said, laughing and shaking her head. “You have me tonight. Don’t worry about tomorrow until it’s here. Now, what should we do now?”“Go home?”“Is that what you want to do?”I shrugged, joining her in looking up at the sky as if seeing it for the very first time, my heart racing as I thought about what I really wanted to do….“I want to kiss you.”“Then. Once her hairdresser left, she pondered her dream again.Ever since she had learned that her dreams were visions of other people's realities, she was able to take a step back and examine them more critically. Until that point, she had always had one foot in the dreamworld for most of her day. It made relating to people difficult. Now she had learned how to detach herself from it.For instance, if this had been just a month ago, she would not be able to think of her dream without the possibility. I’ve had to have a few. They wanted to make sure that she was doing okay. Because—’ ‘We’re going to have a baby girl?’ We’re going to have… Horribly self-conscious of the tears prickling her eyes, she nodded again. ‘And you honestly thought I wouldn’t want to know?’ She flinched. ‘Matt…’ ‘You really thought I wouldn’t want to know I was going to be a Daddy? You actually believed I’d want you to do this all by yourself?’ ‘I just didn’t want you to feel that you had to be there for me.’ ‘What?.