The Man Of My Dreams

About a week goes sejak and michael has pretty much forgotten all about that horriable Nighmare he had. Everything seems to be going oka, but as the days go sejak wierd things begian happening. The occurances are nothing major just things randomly happening without explaination.

Diane is at utama sejak herself washing dishes. Suddenly she hears what sounds like sccurying in the dinning room. "Michael, girls are anda there?" Diane called thinking michael and the girls came in the side door for whatever reason. When she walked into the Dinning room the door that led outside to the pato was slightly ajar....

"Umm, babe...", Mark moaned as he moved against Michael. Their wet mouths pressed desperatly together. Michael had never in his life had this oppourtunity. He was alone, completly alone, with someone he had feelings for. Someome who felt for him and they were alone. Michael moaned even louder at the thought. Oh, they could do anything! And no one would know.

Michael sat up against Mark and struggled to remove his arms from the sleeves of the robe. Mark helped pull it from underneath him. Then he wrapped his legs around Mark's waist as he continued their hungry kisses. Mark slowly pulled the...