Dream Love
Eileen Sheehan, Ailene Frances, E.F. Sheehanhave you dreamed this man
he said, huskily, as he inched ever closer.
“You told me that often in my dreams,” I giggled.
“Now, I tell you while your body is awake,” he said in a hushed tone as he lowered his head so that his face was only inches from mine. “I want to make love to you right here on the lawn.”
My heart flew out of my body as I gasped and said, “Yes.”
“You’ll experience things more powerfully now that you’re in transition state,” he warned.
“Oh, please,” I urged.