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Shrink, Swell

“Hmm. Relax, Caroline. Tell me about these dreams,” he said and reached over to dim the lamp on his desk.

“They always start the same. I'm in a garden, vast and endless. Flowers are in bloom, all kinds all around me, in so many colors and shapes. It’s peaceful; I hear birds tweeting. The sunshine is warm and lovely on my skin. I'm completely nude, but I don't feel ashamed. I look at my body, but it’s not my body. It’s an ideal body—taller, smaller breasts,” I whisper, closing my eyes and cupping my own large breasts in my hands and gently squeezing them.

Girl of His Dreams

Karen was way out of Jim’s league. He couldn’t believe his good fortune, which was the result of her terrible misfortune. Despite his personal wealth, he could never have been with such an ideal woman if it wasn’t for the accident that left her almost totally paralyzed. Why someone so lovely and feminine would drive a 4-wheeler so recklessly was something Jim would never understand.

Black Wedding

 “This is no dream,” he said, sitting next to her on the bed. “I’ve come back for you.” He pushed her down, and she could feel his naked body floating over her. His lips met hers. Their tongues entwined, seeking out each other. Two hands grabbed her dress and tore the fabric away from her body. A black lace bra and black silk panties were revealed. Dexterous hands quickly removed the remnants of her dress.

Invisible Touch

The sex was great and life was never dull being courted by various charming men, but when they left to catch a flight or hop on a train, it left her feeling empty, not to mention guilty. So she put a stop to it.

She felt good about her decision, but she didn’t expect the consequences to be so hard.

She missed the raw sex, but to her surprise, what she missed most was the sensual touch—the feeling of a man’s strong hands on her skin, the sensation of a strong grip on her shoulders or hands.