He started to put it in so she gasped in pleasure at the same time opened her eyes. His face is glowing brighter than the sun so she closed her eyes again. He was so bright that the light went through her lids. Slowly as he did it that the light from him was too much for her to beat. She decided to open her eyes. Then she saw nothing but the bright glowing roof of her tent as the morning sun struck upon it. And she is alone. Peter is not here.
It was a dream… but she got wet down “there.”
She sighed in disappointment but gritted her teeth as she is angry at herself. Her heart is still beating for him no matter what she does. And somehow, she feels glad that it was just a dream. She sniffed the air, and she can smell something delicious. Peter is cooking something in the fire. He is fac
