‘ ‘Well let me walk you home then. I won’t feel right if I just send you home. ‘ ‘Okay. ‘ We started walking down the road after he told ...his friend the plan. This man was incredibly sexy. We made small talk on the way to my apartment. His name was Alex and he was waiter at this really great Italian place called La Belle. He played guitar in a band called Cloud Cover. We walked up to my apartment building and I figured he would depart from there. He insisted on taking me all the way up to my. Testing it again, I jutted my hand back in telling my self "it has no temperature". This time nothing. Therefore, I was right, entering the dreamworld this way, I did have a little control.Lucy Maya walked toward me in the distance, her footsteps sunk deeply in the ankle high snow, yet leaving no footprints behind her. "It's an odd world, this dreamscape," she began without feeling the need of greeting, "it is a mixture of life and death, dreams and reality, the past and the future. I can. ....I was out with a few friends last weekend catching up and we end up at a popular club after dinner for a few drinks. As we arrived at the club it was quite empty as it is still early in the night, but the number start to pick up as the night go on. To put the story short around 11pm a group a girls wearing very skimpy clothing enter the club and by the look at them, they were out celebrating a hens night. All the guys in the club were checking the girls out as they walk toward the dance. But from the look on his face, Bill was delighted. He virtually dragged Jane inside as he introduced himself blatantly eyeing Jane up and down."Wow, you are a horny little thing" he said stroking her arms and shoulders.He took us through to the lounge where the lovely Ann waited. To be fair she was slim and had a nice face, but she was also virtually a pensioner."Oh well, we're beyond the point of no return!" I thought as I looked at Jane who also seemed to have accepted our fate.Bill got us.