Disturbing dreams followed as he drifted from u*********sness into sleep.He felt strange sensations throughout his body which generated odd, distorted...images in his mind. But the dreams weren't bad enough to rob him of sleep, sowhen sunlight through the window woke him the next morning, he felt wonderfullyrested. His alarm hadn't been even been set so he wasn't surprised to find out thatit was several hours after he was supposed to get up. Not worried, therefore,that George would still be. Before I answered her I thought for a moment of what she was asking me,then I said to her, "No, it was more of like trying to do to my hair whatSarah did to hers, I did not what it to look like a girls hairstyle Iwanted it to look like my sisters, that was it nothing more." Okay," Terri said, "but your sister is a girl and her hairstyle was onethat a girl would have worn back then, so in fact you wanted your hair tolook like a girl's hairstyle."Before I could answer her she asked me, "So you. Maybe if Billy had cancer and was dying and she abandoned him rather than stick it out, then I MIGHT let him think I forgive him on his death bed. MAYBE.”She looked sad about that. “I hope that your feelings start to change once you find someone that makes you happy,” she said gently.“I HAD someone that made me happy!” I said harshly. “If I find someone else that I could ever trust, I’d never let any of you within a hundred miles of her. I wouldn’t worry too much though. The two women I trusted. ..oh fuck...deep inhalations as she felt the first butterfly needle being inserted into the hood of her clit...fuck fuck fuck it hurt and then...she felt him looping the extension tubing over her left thigh. One.Two. The second needle sliding in just alongside her left labia minora, a few millimeters south of her clit, this she barely noticed, she was now so aroused, so fucking ready. Again, she felt the extension tubing being looped over her left thigh, the divinely perfect pain suffusing.