And it didn't hurt that I'd gotten to know her a lot better than I had before.Cassidy was my friend. We'd scratched the surface with each other a LONG... time ago. There was no need to ask about each other's family or basic things like what majors we planned on or what careers. But I'd never known before that Cassidy always wanted to have a kitten, but her parents would never let her. I'd never known she was afraid of the dark and slept with her table lamp on. I'd never known that she was. Denise stood and unbuttoned the front of her denim dress, then let it slide to the floor. That left her voluptuous body clad in a black satin bra and panties, unusually sexy attire for my friend. My eyes fixated on her ample tits for a moment, then I pulled my gaze away. I think we both blushed a little.Denise and I had been classmates and friends throughout high school. We were both honour roll students, often competing with each other for academic awards. Our friendship had never actually. .. a dream so real that it seemed it had to have a purpose. Even being aware that he might have been weakened by events, he couldn't discount that the dream was so real and the message so much on target. In his heart, he knew that the dream was his father talking to him from the grave!His dick had started to harden as his memories of the dream he had last night were replayed in his mind.Lately he was in bondage a lot in his fantasies, and in the dream, it was more of the same. He had been naked. When we got home, Murph and I tried to assemble the crib; I have no idea who had written the assembly instructions, but with their help – or, more accurately, despite the instructions – we managed to get the crib assembled. It turned out there were three sizes of bolts that were used to attach the various components together; or, more accurately, three lengths of bolt, one inch, one and a quarter inches, and one and three quarters (or their metric equivalents... ). The instructions somehow.