Story: I AM DREAMING   
      
   You hair has turned to silver, the gold has faded too. But even after   
   all these years I still remember where I first met you.   
      
   For many years I had spent my leisure time sitting by the stream,   
   "drowning worms" as Mom used to say. I made believe I was fishing but   
   really I was dreaming. I dreamed of a girl with golden hair who would   
   come and fall in love with me. A girl who would be all I could ever want   
   and who would only want me.   
      
   It was at my favorite spot not far from the old mill that I first met   
   you. I was dreaming as usual and didn't hear you as you approached. It   
   was a shock when I heard your sweet voice.   
      
   "May I sit here?"   
      
   I glanced at you and found I couldn't speak. I fell into your deep blue   
   eyes, set in a smiling face surrounded by golden hair. My dream had come   
   to life. Or was I still dreaming?   
      
   "I'm sorry. If I'm bothering you I'll move down stream a ways."   
      
   "No! No! Please stay. I welcome the company."   
      
   "Thank you. My name is Sandy and I'm new in town. This is a lovely place   
   to rest and enjoy the day. Do you come here often?"   
      
   I was mesmerized by your voice as well as your beauty. I could only   
   stare as you smoothed your gingham dress out and sat down on the grass   
   just a few feet away from me.   
      
   "I'm Gary, pleased to meet you. Yes I come here all the time. It's my   
   favorite place to sit and dream."   
      
   I was usually tongue tied with girls but you were somehow different.   
   Easy to talk to and a delight to see. You made me feel warm and relaxed   
   as if we had known each other for years. As we sat there enjoying the   
   sun and a cool breeze under the old oak tree, you told me all about you   
   and your family. You were sixteen. A bit young for me but you didn't   
   seem to mind that I was twenty-one.   
      
   As we talked you drew me out and I told you of my own family and my life   
   and dreams. We spent hours just sitting and talking. And when the time   
   came to leave we both felt sad at parting. It was summer and I had lots   
   of free time and so I asked if you might come back the next day.   
      
   "I'll try. It's been very nice talking to you. Bye now." And you were   
   gone as quietly and quickly as you had appeared.   
      
   As I walked home I thought about what had happened. After all my   
   dreaming, I had met her at last. My dream kingdom now had a queen. A   
   real person who seemed to like me and wanted to spend time with me.   
      
   The next day we met again. We talked and laughed and I was enchanted by   
   your smile. You had brought some iced tea along and shared it with me.   
   When you handed it to me our fingers touched and I felt a spark as if we   
   had shuffled across a rug. The day flew by and soon it was time to leave   
   again. You took my hand in yours and squeezed it gently as you said   
   good-bye. My heart pounded and I felt the heat as I blushed. I watched   
   you leave and admired your firm bottom as you walked away.   
      
   We met there every day or almost every day. It was plain to me that I   
   was in love with you from the start. It wasn't long before I knew that   
   you loved me too. It started slowly at first. We held hands. Later we   
   kissed as friends might. Then as lovers would. But that took weeks.   
      
   Then one day after several weeks of meeting by the stream you took my   
   hand and asked me to show you the old mill. We walked to the mill and I   
   pried open the door. It was dark and musty inside. But we went in anyway   
   and found it was empty except for a pile of straw in the middle of the   
   main room.   
      
   You took my hand and pulled me down onto the straw. Then to my   
   amazement, you put your arms around me and pressed you lips to mine in a   
   deep passionate kiss. The warmth of your sweet lips spread through my   
   whole body. I felt my heart leap and my cock twitch as it began to grow.   
   Your tongue slipped between my lips and found mine, stroking it and   
   daring me to do the same. You laid back on the straw and pulled me with   
   you, holding me in a firm embrace. You were on your back and I was   
   propped on my elbow over you. I looked into your eyes and saw something   
   there. What ever it was pulled me to you and we kissed again. It was   
   longer and deeper this time. I was unsure of what I dared do next.   
      
   You seemed to sense my hesitancy and took my hand placing it on your   
   breast. Your breast was small and firm under my hand. I could feel you   
   bra and under it the heat of the flesh and beating of your heart. I   
   rubbed my hand over it and gently pinched what felt like your nipple   
   pushing up in the center. We kissed and kissed some more. Since you had   
   made the first move I felt free to move on.   
      
   I gently kissed your eyes and nose and cheeks. I moved around to your   
   ear and nibbled on the lobe. You moaned and tilted your head to give me   
   access to your neck. I kissed my way down your neck and around to the   
   hollow at the base of your throat. My hand shook a little as I reached   
   for the top button on your blouse. You made no move to stop me so I   
   opened it and kissed the uncovered spot. Slowly I opened each button   
   until all were undone and I could open your blouse to reveal your chest   
   with a small bra covering your luscious breasts.   
      
   As I covered your chest with kisses and pressed my hand to your breast,   
   you rolled toward me so that I could reach the clasp of your bra behind   
   you. In only a moment your bra was pushed up and those beautiful mounds   
   of flesh were free. I trailed my kisses over and around each breast in   
   circles that grew smaller and smaller. When I reached the nipple on one   
   side I flicked it with my tongue and continued to the other one. I   
   flicked that nipple and saw it grow larger and firmer as you became more   
   and more excited.   
      
   I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked on it while I played with the   
   other one, pinching it between my fingers. Your hand went to the back of   
   my head and pulled me tightly against your breast. As I continued to   
   suck and caress your breasts I moved a hand down over your belly to the   
   top of your skirt. I hesitated to give you a chance to stop me if you   
   didn't want me to go further. When you didn't make a move I slid my hand   
   down over your hip and around to your ass. I squeezed a cheek and rubbed   
   it then slid down your side to your thigh. When my hand reached the hem   
   of your skirt I paused again with my hand on your bare knee. You moved   
   your legs apart slightly.   
      
   I took that as an invitation to go further and so I let my hand travel   
   up under your skirt along your inner thigh. I felt the heat long before   
   I reached my goal. As I approached it I could feel the moisture as well   
   as the heat coming from your pussy. I felt the leg band of your cotton   
   panties and placed my hand over your pussy and pressed. I began to   
   rotate my hand so that it moved the fabric of your panties over the   
   swollen lips beneath it. You were moaning steadily by then. I slipped a   
      
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