It was a hot summer night, sitting at the back porch. The light of the moon had laura spellbound. She stared at the white disk in the sky, and thought about how warm and peaceful it was. She thought about how tired she was and how she could fall asleep any minute. Her last thought befor she fell asleep was a guess at what tomorrow would bring. She dreamed vividly, of moments at the Fair, of a warm day and cool water. Her mind drifted, just as a cottaintail seed floats above the ground. .adrift in a sea of air. She imagined a place, warm but dark, where she was being touched by someone while she slept. She thought it must be her sister, sleeping next to her just like when she was a teenager. She felt something soft, warm skin touching her neck. In the dream, her mind rolled from one scene to the next, her mind playing games as she tried to understand the dream. Moving her hair, his hand moved it away from her neck. Surprised that she still slept, he gently kissed her neck, feeling her pulse through his lips. In her dream she was now sleeping in the back of her parents car, awkwardly curled against the back seat, she knew that someone was there, touching her, her second boyfriend Tom, it had to be. .she thought of the past, blurry memories of Tom and her life. Her body tingled as she dreamed of someone touching her, now a movement against her leg, up her thigh. She felt warm in between as her body pulsed with excitment, her clit being rubbed, or licked, she imagined it was Tom, trying to get his hands down her skirt. He licked his finger and moved it down to her crotch, sliding it inside her. He stared into t her eyes as they moved back and forth underneath her closed eyelids. Sliding his finger inside, he moved her legs apart, pushing another finger inside her wet pussy. He slowly moved her thigh, spreading her legs wider. .he slid his finger out and moved two fingers inside, watching her sleepy eyes. Suddenly, her eyes became fixed, no longer moving under her heavy eyelids. He slowed his movements, moving his finger slowly .her dream and she came back to reality, the wood of the porch bench against her head. 
He froze, afraid she might wake any second. 
Seconds later, her eyes opened, and the surreal memory of her dream came flooding back. She sat up and realized she was wet, realizing she hadn't had a dream like this since she was a teen. She couldn't believe how real it was, as she straightened her dress 
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