This was my boyfriend, my dream, and it felt like she was stealing him from me. Morbid curiosity prompted me to lean forward so I could see better. Ma...rk was still holding himself back, running his glistening head inside her until she parted her knees to open herself fully.“Tell me if I hurt you,” Mark said with a serious tone.I wanted to scream stop but something kept me still while I watched my best friend and girlfriend give herself to him.Her lips spread as his head moved in. He made small. A great deal. There was something between them, an incredible almost psychic closeness, which they brought to their many and varied sexual activities, and which captivated me. To have their total attention in bed or out was to find oneself willingly transported, surrendering to everything in their wonderful imaginations. There were things they weren't into, like S&M at the level where I start to enjoy it most, and some of the more filthy stuff that I didn't like either, but everything else was. "Sure," he said, "then we'll get you to the hospital, you obviously have had some type of head trauma." Sure, sure, whatever you say," I said to try and placate the man.We drove to the other side of town, downtown I could see that it was almost all porn theaters, bars, with half of the buildings boarded up and closed, what the hell was going on? This was one of the most active areas of the town, but here I saw almost half was closed, was I in the wrong town?Finally we stopped in front of a. .. at the same time that I'm feeling lost and confused?"Lundquist made another note on his pad and she felt a flash of irritation."There are several possible reasons. It could indicate a problem in your relationship with your husband, for instance." My marriage is fine. At least it was before these damn dreams started." They had been through this many times, and she had an urge to shake things up. "Do you think I could have been abused as a child?"If the question surprised Lundquist, he didn't.