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From: Diola Dragontail <dioladragontail@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Sweet Dreams, Erica (Mf, Incest (Uncle-Neice), Consent, Lolita)
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Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2006 16:10:01 -0400
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Sweet Dreams, Erica
by Diola Dragontail
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/dioladragontail/www/

"Shhh.  I don't want to wake anyone up."   I slipped
into the room as silently as I could.  

"What?  What are you doing in here?"  My uncle's face
looked panicked, like a cornered animal.  He seemed to
be trying to figure out if he should fight or flight.

"I know stuff."  I whispered into the darkness as I
closed the door behind me.  "I saw the way you were
looking at me tonight.  When you thought no one would
notice."

Uncle squirmed in his bed, the panic on his face
growing more pronounced as the color drained from his
face.  His breathing was coarse and rapid now,
whistling dryly through his throat.  "I don't, I don't
know what you're talking about."

"You know exactly what I'm talking about."  I frowned
mockingly at him.  "I'm not stupid.  I know what you
were doing.  What you were thinking."

Sweat was starting to form on his forehead.  His hands
were noticeably shaking underneath the bed sheets. 
"Erica you shouldn't be in here.  You should go back
to bed."

I smiled now, taking just a single step closer to him.
 "You don't really want me to do that, do you?"

He didn't reply, not in words anyway.  He just
continued to stare at me.  I could see his face trying
to form words, but none were coming out of him.

"You don't really want me to leave."  I repeated. 
"This is what you were thinking about today, isn't it?
 You would have given anything to have a moment alone
with me.  One moment where no one else would see.  No
one else would ever know about it."

Uncle swallowed hard, the lump traveling down his
neck.  The sweat glistening on his forehead.  "You... 
You really should leave."

"I should leave?"  I mused and shrugged, "Maybe. 
Should, would, could.  Should isn't as much fun
though."

He started to sit up in the bed now, one very shaky
hand reaching to his forehead.  His palm wiping the
sweat away.  He went to speak, but I interrupted him.

"I saw you watching me.  You were just hoping for the
chance to see something, weren't you?"  He started to
stammer out a protest, but I wouldn't have any of
that.  "An accidental glance?  A small slip?"

"I didn't, I wouldn't!"  He quickly blurted out, his
eyes wide in shock.

"Admit it, Uncle.  You just want to see me naked,
don't you?"  I reached up to the pink velvet bow that
clasped the top of my nightgown together.  Fingers
toying with the frayed ends of it.  

His eyes dropped to watch my hands.  His lips pursed
dryly.  Words tried to leave them, but nothing
happened again.

"This is what you wanted isn't it?"  Delicately
grasping the ends, I slowly pulled at them.  Letting
the bow come undone as slowly as I could.  "This is
what you wanted to see."

His hand reached to dry his forehead again.  His eyes
locked on my fingers, watching them, waiting for what
they would do.

"Say it."  I whispered into the darkness.  "Say that
you want to see my breasts.  Ask me to show you them,
Uncle."

The panic in his eyes grew, I could see the conflict
waging in his head.  His wants and needs telling him
to do what I asked, the primal beast in him screaming
out.  The rest of his mind begging him to send me
away, the kind, reserved man pushing him to resist.

I let go of the pink ribbons that had been the bow and
let the nightgown hang open.  I knew it was showing
him no more than a modest bathing suit would show.  My
breasts, small as they are, were still well hidden
behind the dangling edges of the nightgown.

"You want to see."  I knew he needed just the
slightest bit of encouragement, to tip the conflict in
his mind in the direction that I wanted.  "There's no
harm in looking.  And I want you to see."

He licked his lips slowly.  The balance in his mind
was wavering more now.  His whole body was shaking
from the effect I was having on him.

"It will be our secret."  I smirked slowly, knowing
that that would all it would take to convince him.

His head twitched then nodded a yes, very slowly. 
Like a defeated fighter slowly acknowledging his loss.

"Say it."  I repeated, wanting to hear him say the
words.  "Say that you want to see me.  I want to hear
you say it."

His eyes glancing back and forth into the darkness of
the guest room.  Like he expected someone to be
lurking in the shadows.  Waiting to leap out at his
first sign of weakness.

"I want..."  The words were hoarse in his dry mouth.  He
swallowed again before he continued.  "I want to see
you Erica."

I moved my hands to my shoulders, slowly slipping the
nightgown down over my arms.  Still being careful to
only show him exactly what I wanted.  Just the slow
rise of my chest, where my breasts began.  Clutching
the nightgown to myself, just above the hardened tips
of my dark nipples.

"More.  Tell me what you want to see."  I repeated,
chiding him to continue speaking.

"Your chest."  He blurted the whisper out, his face
immediately relaxing after the words fled him.  It was
as if he had just given birth to the statement and the
relief was already starting to hit him.

I smiled more, sliding the nightgown down below my
breasts.  Letting him see the pale flesh of my bare
chest.  Letting him see how excited I was.

He gasped into the darkness, his eyes growing even
wider for a moment, before narrowing and focusing. 
His attention was completely captivated by my skin.  

"Do you like them?"  I asked now.  "Do they look like
what you imagined?"

For a moment, there was no response.  Not even an
acknowledgement from him that I had spoken.  Then a
sudden nod of agreement.  His breathing even more
rapid and dry, but his eyes still locked on my chest.

"Do you want to see more?"  I asked, still holding my
nightgown around my waist.

His eyes glanced quickly to my face, a look of
disbelief exploding onto his features.  "What?"

"Do you want to see more?"  I repeated softly, not
wanting to scare him.  "Just ask me."

He stared at me, blinking slowly.  His mind processing
my words and still not seeming to believe them.  

"Show me more."  His voice a hushed whisper, almost
inaudible.  Betraying his total disbelief that I would
comply.

"Okay."  I smiled, sliding the nightgown slowly down,
baring my flat belly to him.  Down across my hips that
had only just started to take on the curves of a young
woman.  I let go of it, like it fall down past my
legs, onto the floor.

I stood there before him in only a small pair of pink
panties, showing no modesty and no attempt to cover
myself up. 

His eyes ran quickly over me, trying to take in every
detail.  Afraid that I'd turn around and run away,
taking his one chance with me.  His breathing had
slowed to almost nothing, his hands grasping the bed
tightly; holding onto it like it was a life raft in
the middle of a stormy ocean.

"I'm wet, Uncle.  Can you see that?"  I asked, feeling
the moist spot between my legs.  Imagining the pink
fabric turning a darker red from my own liquor.

He said nothing to reply, instead his fingers
tightened against the bed, Clutching it even tighter. 
I knew he could see exactly what I meant.

"Do you want to see more?"  I whispered again, feeling
my excitement grow inside me.

"No, no."  He quickly managed to stammer out.  "You
should go back to bed.  You shouldn't be doing this."

I frowned at hearing his words, but then smiled as I
realized it was just the last gasp of his resistance. 
His last effort to try to stop what was happening
inside him, inside me too.

"Do you really want me to go?"  I asked, knowing that
I had no intention of leaving yet.  I slid my hands to
grasp the waist bands of my panties.  Pulling them up
slowly, pulling them tight against my skin, until I
could feel the gusset slip between my excited lips. 
The cool air immediately chilling the moist edges of
my flesh.

His gasp was loud, almost a moan.  His eyes locked on
my exposed pink flesh and stared openly.  His mouth
bobbed open and closed, stammering for words, but said
nothing.

I thought about asking him again, but decided not to. 
I already knew what his answer would be.  And I didn't
want to give him another chance to try and turn me
down.

I eased my hands down, pulling the panties down with
them.  Letting them slip out of my pussy.  Dragging
them down my legs until I could step out of them.

I held the panties in my hand for a moment and thought
about dropping them on the floor.  Instead I decided
to toss them to him.  Letting them land on the bed
next to him.

His hands moved like a pair of starving wild dogs,
grabbing up my panties like it was a bit of meat.  He
quickly brought them to his face, smelling them then
he froze, glancing at me.

An embarrassed rosy glow grew on his cheeks, his eyes
almost looking away from me in shame.  Embarrassed by
his sudden loss of control.  He seemed to expect me to
laugh or ridicule him, maybe even insult him.

Instead I just smiled, "Do they smell good?"

He blinked again in surprise, nodding slowly.  He
managed to speak in a meek voice, "Yes."

"Let me see."  I reached down and ran a finger against
my lips, feeling the glistening wetness on my finger. 
I brought it up to my nose, deeply breathing in my own
scent.  It was musky and salty, but not entirely
unpleasing.

Uncle continued to stare at me in disbelief, seeming
not to believe even what he had just seen with his own
eyes.

He glanced at my panties in his hands again, and then
brought them back to his face.  Slipping the darker
pink spot into his mouth and sucking my wetness from
them.  A low moan escaped him around the fabric.

"They taste good too,"  He said in almost the same
meekly embarrassed voice, his eyes watching me
eagerly.

"Really?"  I paused for a second, then reached down
and touched myself again, collecting more wetness from
myself.  I brought it to my lips and slipped it into
my mouth, sucking the taste of myself into me,

He gasped as he watched me, blinking slowly, but never
once taking his eyes off of me.

"You're right.  I do taste good."  I giggled back to
him, more than amused.

He stared at me for a moment and then actually laughed
in reply, but it was more of a nervous, twitchy laugh.
 Like he didn't know what to expect next.

"I bet you taste good too."  I said, taking another
step closer to his bed.  Now within arms reach of him.

"What?"  He almost shouted in disbelief.

Before he could say anything more, I pointed towards
the lump in his sheets that had been steadily growing
since I slipped into the room uninvited.  

"I don't think..."  He started to reply, but not wanting
to take no for an answer, I knelt by the edge of the
bed.  Reaching out and grasping his dick through the
thin cotton sheets.

His body immediately lurched from my touch, but he
didn't try to get away from me.  He just stared down
across the bed, watching me touch his body like he was
just a spectator.  

"Uncle?"  I could see the dark wet spot in the sheet,
right where it was covering the head of his dick. 
"You stained your sheets.  Mom would be upset if she
saw that."

I leaned closer and waved the tip of his dick under my
nose, smelling it slowly.  "You smell good too."

I smiled the sweetest smile up at him that I thought I
could manage, and then slipped my tongue out from
between my lips.  Letting the tip of it run across the
dark wet spot he had made.

He groaned loudly as I traced the head of his dick
through the sheet.  Finding the ridge that ran along
the underside of its head.  Tracing it all the way
around the circumference of his dick.

"Mmmmm."  I murmured, enjoying the taste of my Uncle's
pre-cum.  "You taste good too, you know."

I leaned back a bit, still holding his thick dick in
my small fist.  I started to stroke it up and down
slowly, watching the way he squirmed and shook with
each motion.

"Oh god, oh god."  He started to pant, his eyes
staring straight up at the ceiling now.  "Erica, if
you don't stop, I'm going to cum."

"I don't want that to happen."  He just stared at me,
stunned as I let go of his dick.  "I'd better stop
then."

He was at an even bigger loss for words than he had
been before.  Just staring at me kneeling next to the
bed, his mouth open and his eyes pleading.

"What?"  I just shrugged at him.

"Don't stop."  His voice a whisper now, the twinge of
a begging tone to it.  "Please don't stop."

"What do you want me to do?"  I stared at him, doing
my best to look confused and unsure of myself.  "Do
you want me to suck your dick?"

He swallowed and his whole body quivered when he heard
me say that.  I could tell he liked me talking dirty
like that.  His little innocent niece saying dirty
words to him.  Asking him if he wanted her to give him
a blow job.

"Say it then."  I crossed my arms, covering my bare
breasts from his view.  "I want to hear you ask me."

He nodded slowly, his mind slowing coming to terms
with complying.  "Please, Erica, sweetie, suck Uncle
Keith's dick.  I really want you to."

His hand, shaking as it was, still managed to pull the
sheet away.  Uncovering his body for me to see
clearly.  His dick sticking straight up away from his
hips.  A mat of sweaty black hair clustered underneath
it.

I smiled happily, reaching up and wrapping my fingers
back around the base of his dick.  I leaned closer,
getting ready to taste him directly.  I slipped my
tongue out and was only a few hairs thickness away
from touching him.  But instead I paused and looked up
at him.

"Uncle?"  I could feel his heart beating in his dick. 
It started pounding even hard when I spoke, it was
like this was almost too much for him to handle.

"What?"  His voice gasping now, struggling to keep
himself in control.  I was sure he just wanted to grab
hold of my head and force me down onto him.  

"Can I touch myself while I suck you?"  I blinked up
at him while using my best sweet voice.

"Oh god, yes."  He begged, his heartbeat speeding up
even more now.  "But I want to watch you do it."

He shifted his body over, making space on the narrow
bed.  "Come up here with me."

I giggled as I hopped up to my feet, holding onto his
dick the entire time.  I slid into bed with him,
immediately running my tongue along the length of his
dick.  I could hear him wheeze loudly as I wrapped my
lips around the head of it.

I spread my legs wide, draping one leg over his legs
and started to rub my palm against my pussy.  I was
aching for this now, my clit so hard and excited it
actually hurt to be touched.

I ran my tongue all over the head of Uncle's dick,
making his breathing start to get even more labored. 
I started to use my hand to stroke him in and out of
my mouth, with each movement, I was able to get a
little bit more of him inside me.

"Erica, Erica..."  If I didn't know better, by the tone
of his voice, I would think Uncle was in pain.  

I pushed two fingers inside myself and started to rock
my own hips against my hand.  Grinding my clit against
my palm.  I could feel myself squish and convulse
against my fingers.  Each thrust of my clit causing
more juice to run out of me.

"Oh god, I'm going to cum."  Uncle moaned out, his
voice quavering and weak, begging me not to stop
before he finished.

I held onto the base of his cock even tighter,
squeezing it in my fist.  I could feel it twitch, his
cum trying to force its way out.  I squeezed even
tighter, closing it off, making him moan and whimper
even louder.

I pushed a third finger into myself, stretching my
lips even further.  I rubbed the base of my palm
against myself, my excitement growing.

I relaxed my fist just enough to let a little bit of
him pass, feeling his dick spasm in my mouth as the
first jet of cum rocketed out of me.  I could feel it
hit the back of my throat and fought back the urge to
gag.  

I started to move my fingers in and out of myself
quicker now, feeling jet after jet of Uncle's cum
filling my mouth.  I swallowed as quickly as I could,
the warm liquid sliding down my throat and landing in
my waiting belly.

Little orgasms were burning between my legs as the
last of Uncle's cum ended its journey into my body. 
His body eased from its tenseness and fell into
exhaustion.  He just laid there gasping for air as his
dick slipped out of my mouth.

I watched him for a moment, the dazed look on his
face.  The way the veins in his neck were still
throbbing.  The occasional twitch of his fingers.

"Did it feel good?"  I asked when his body seemed to
finally relax fully.

"Oh, god, yes."  He whispered in a dry heave.  "Erica,
sweetie, it was incredible."

I grinned happily at the praise, licking my lips and
swallowing the last of his taste.

I watched his hands relax then looked back to his
face.  "Uncle?"

"Yes?"  His voice was finally returning to normal,
still a bit hoarse, but not overcome with any
particular emotion.

"Why won't you touch me?"

He sat up slightly, watching me on the bed near his
legs.  He blinked, obviously not sure of what to say. 
"I...  I can't."

"Why not?"  I was confused now, had I done something
wrong?

"Because."  He seemed to be laboring for an answer,
but could see by my face that a simple `because' was
not going to be acceptable.  "It wouldn't be right."

"Why not?"  I knitted my eyebrows at him, even more
confused and not sure if I should be mad at him. 
"Don't you want to touch me?"

"Oh god, yes."  He panted out, the desperation
starting to ease back into his voice.  "Erica, I want
to touch you so badly."

"Then why won't you?"  I didn't feel mad anymore,
actually kind of amused.  But I knew what I wanted and
I was going to get it.

"Because I can't.  It wouldn't be right."  He paused
for a second as he realized he was just repeating
himself.  "Because I'm your Uncle.  And if your
parents found out...  it would just be wrong."

"They aren't going to find out, silly."  I giggled at
him, slapping his belly lightly.  "I won't tell them
if you won't.  It' will just be our secret."

His eyes darted around the room for a second and then
focused on my face again.  I could see that he was
obviously trying to decide how much he actually wanted
me.  And what the consequences could be.  As if him
letting me suck his dick was somehow okay.

"You already said you want to touch me."  I teased
him, rubbing his belly lightly, trying to rub away the
small red hand print I had left.  "Don't you want to
touch my tits?"

I leaned up onto my elbow now, resting my breasts on
his leg, making sure he could get a good look at them.
 He just started and nodded slowly, "Yes."

"Do you want to suck them?"

He drew in a sharp breath and just nodded slowly when
he wasn't able to find his voice.

"Do you want to touch my pussy?"  I moved my hips
closer and rubbed myself against his lower leg.

He glanced down at his leg and watched me grind myself
against him.  "Oh god, Erica, you need to stop."  His
voice was begging, pleading for me to stop.

I leaned even closer to him, resting my chin on his
chest.  "Do you want to eat my pussy?"

"Please, Erica, stop.  Don't talk like that."  Panic
seemed to be flaring in his eyes.

I smirked, feeling more evil, and even more turned on.
 "Do you want to fuck me?"  

"Erica," his voice was barely a whimper now.  "Yes, I
want to fuck you."

"Good."  I smiled broadly, almost ear to ear.  "I want
to do all of that too.."

I took his hand in mine and pulled it down, moving my
hips up to grind against the back of it.  Smearing my
wetness all over his hand and fingers.

"Doesn't that feel good?"

He nodded slowly, staring unblinking at my hips
rocking against his hand.

"Can you feel how much I want you?"

"Oh god, yes."  He panted out.  "I want you too... 
Please, Erica, sit on Uncle Keith's face?  Please? 
Let me taste you?"

"Yes Uncle."  I giggled out my most obedient, cutesy
sounding voice.  Immediately crawling over him,
dragging my nipples against his bare chest, and then
finally straddling his face.  My pussy just inches
from his mouth.

"Do I still smell as good?"

He moved his nose closer, just barely dragged the tip
of it through the tiny bit of black hair that crowned
the top of my pussy.  I could feel the cold breeze on
my lips as he inhaled deeply, followed by the warm
gust of his exhale.

"You smell unbelievable."  He groaned, the same
whimper still hidden in the edges of his voice.

I pushed my hips closer to him, pressing my pussy
against his mouth and chin.  Coating his face with a
sheen of my juices.  "How do I taste?"

His mouth opened and slurped up against my entire
pussy, from clit to lips, I could feel his warm tongue
pressing against me, invading me.  I could feel him
suck my liquor from me.  A moment later and the lurch
of his head told me that he had swallowed,

I pulled back slightly, so that I could hear him
answer me.  "Oh god, Erica, please, let me have more."

I pushed my hips back to his face, feeling his tongue
rejoin with my body.  I started rocking my hips
against his face, reaching down and holding to his
head.  Making sure that I kept his mouth right where I
wanted.

"Uncle, that feels so good."  With each slurp of his
tongue, I could feel my excitement building.  I could
feel more and more juice welling up inside me and
spilling down across his face.  

Something was missing.  I could see that he still
refused to touch me.  Still wouldn't do anything
unless I made him do it, forced him to do it.

I reached down and took his hands, pulling them up off
the bed where he had kept them plastered.  I pulled
them back to my ass and pressed them there.  Held them
there as I continued to grind against his face. 
Forcing him to help move me.

After a moment, I let go of his hands and was happy to
feel them stay there.  I waited a moment more and then
stopping moving my hips myself, even happier to find
his hands continued to push me.  His fingers kneading
my ass cheeks as he pushed and pulled my pussy against
his mouth.

"Yes, make me fuck your face, Uncle."  I groaned,
using my hands to rub my breasts, and then pinch my
nipples.  I could feel the orgasm start to build
inside me, the need for release growing even more.

"Uncle, please fuck me now,"  I didn't want to cum
like this; I wanted to feel him inside me when I came.
 "I want you to fuck me."

Uncle suddenly sat up, sending me spilling onto the
bed next to him with a surprised yelp.

"So you want me to fuck you?"  His voice a guttural
growl now.  "Do you really want me to fuck you?"

I nodded quickly, wide eye surprised at his sudden
change of voice.  

"Little bitch came in here and teased me, didn't you?"
 He pulled me closer to him, pushing me down on the
warm bed.  "Come on.  Say it.  Tell me what you did. 
I want to hear you say it."

I stared up at him, his hands pinning my shoulders to
the bed.  The rest of my body squirming underneath
him.  "I came in here and teased you."  I mewled out,
my eyes still wide and staring at him.

"And what are you?"  His whispered growl of a question
making my whole body shiver.

"I'm a bitch."  I whispered out.

"Again.  Louder."  He shook me harder, pinning me
tighter against the mattress.  "What are you?  Say
it."

"I'm a teasing little bitch."  I repeated, still
whispering.

"Good."  He spat out at me, one of his knees pushing
between my calves and slowly prying my legs apart. 
"And whose bitch are you?"

I swallowed, my whole body still crying out for
release.  The need growing more than I could have
imagined.  "I'm your bitch, Uncle."

"And you wanted me to fuck you, did you?"  Both of his
knees pressed their way between my legs.  His dick
rubbing against my pussy, leaking little drips of hot
semen down onto me.

"Yes, Uncle."  I groaned the ache almost unbearable
now.  "Please fuck me."

"As you wish."  

His hands released my shoulders now, one moving to
cover my mouth, the other reaching down and holding
onto my hips.  He thrust forward, his dick pushing
deep into me in one stroke.

I screamed out, only to have it muffled by the palm of
his hand.  I pulled my hips back, trying to move back
away from him, but he held me in place.  His hips
pulling slowly back, and then thrusting into me again,
harder than the first time, making me scream out
again.

"Is that what you wanted?"  His voice taunting me as
he pulled out and thrust a third time into me.

I nodded quickly under him, enjoying every moment of
his need.  Feeling his animal exploding out of him. 
Knowing I had made him do this.  Not wanting him to
stop.

He grunted as he thrust into me a fourth time, his
hand finally releasing my mouth.  Letting me gasp for
much needed air. 

"How does that feel?"  He grunted as he continued to
thrust into and out of me, picking up speed now. 
"Does it feel good?"

"Oh god, yes, Uncle, it feels good."  I panted in
reply, my whole body shaking, back arching up towards
him.

"Do you want me to stop?"  His hand engulfed my left
breast, squeezing it painfully, making the nipple pop
out even further.  He leaned closer, catching the
nipple between his teeth and holding onto it.

"No,"  I whimpered out, stifling down a shriek of
pain.  "Don't stop, please don't stop."

"Then I guess I'd better."  His voice mocked me,
releasing my nipple and then pulling back and out of
me.

I stared up at him in disbelief, stammering for words
to say.

His hands gripped my hips, flipping my tiny body
easily over onto my belly.  Without saying a word, his
hands moved down, pulling my ass cheeks apart.  His
dick pushing and forcing its way up into me.

I screamed out into the pillow beneath me, while his
dick pushed its way all the way up into my ass.  Every
vein that lined his dick seemed to be throbbing
against me.  With each heartbeat it pressed me open
even further.

"Now how does that feel, little bitch?"  He pulled me
up onto my hands and knees as he grunted at me.

"Please, Uncle..."  I begged, tears welling up in my
eyes from his unexpected intrusion into my body. 
"Please cum inside my ass."

"Oh, I plan to, sweetie."  He pulled back, and then
pushed into me again.  His hands reaching under me and
squeezing both my breasts now, hanging onto them as he
pulled and pushed me underneath him.

I could feel his dick twitch inside me, his hands
squeezing me even tighter.  Then the warm flood of his
seed spurting into my ass.  He grunted loudly, pulling
out of me and falling back onto his haunches as he
caught his breath.

I remained on my hands and knees for a moment, feeling
the last waves of ecstasy pass through me as Uncle's
cum slowly leaked out of me.  Then exhaustion hit me,
sending me falling down to the bed.

"Come on; let's get you back to bed."  I heard him say
either a moment or an hour later, his hands slipping
underneath my tired and achy body.  Lifting me up
slowly.  "Are you okay, sweetie?"

"Umhm."  I nodded slowly, feeling too weak to reply
fully.

"Good."  He smiled and leaned closer, kissing my
forehead.

With my eyes barely open, I could see the guest room
slowly pass by.  We stepped down the hallway, past the
still closed door to my parents' bedroom, then through
the door to my own bedroom.

He laid me down on my bed and then pulled the sheet
over me, covering me up.  

"Do you want to do that again tomorrow night?"  He
asked, as his fingers ran through my sweat matted
hair.

"Umhm."  I repeated, nodding tiredly.

"Good."  He leaned in and kissed my forehead again. 
"Sweet dreams, Erica."


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