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protective of me; we’ve been through a lot together... as friends.”
    The explanation placated her, so she didn’t
ask any more questions, instead making small talk as she directed me towards
her house. She thanked me for the lift as she got out of the car.
    “You’re more than welcome,” I replied, “It
was nice to get to know you tonight.”
    “Same to you and good luck with Elliot -
it’s nice to see him smiling,” she said as she shut the door and waved to me
before walking up the path that led to her door.
    I watched until I saw her step inside her
house. I put the car into drive and said to myself, “Luck huh? I think I’m
going to need it.”

Chapter 8
     
    “Katrina! Wake up!” my mother called as she
shook me from my sleep. Startled, I looked at her worried that something
terrible had happened. “You were moaning and whimpering in your sleep! I could
hear you from the kitchen,” she told me, her face was full of concern. “It
sounded like you were having a nightmare.”  
    Pieces of the dream came floating back to
me and the throbbing between legs told me that my dream wasn’t scary at all. I
sat up awkwardly and cleared my throat, “Mum, I’m fine… I don’t even remember
what it was.”
    “Oh look at you, you're all flushed,” she
attempted to reach out and smooth my hair like she always had when she thought
I was upset. Moving my head to the side, I caught her hand and patted it reassuringly.
    “Seriously mum I’m fine… thanks for
worrying about me though.”
    “Ok, well – as long as you’re sure….I’ll
let you get dressed then,” she offered as she stood up and backed out of the
room, “I was thinking of making eggs, do you want some or are you training
first?”
    “I’ll train first,” she nodded and shut my
door on her way out.
    I put my hands to my head as I lay back
down on my bed remembering the dream I was having. I could see it clearly now -
Elliot was settled in between my thighs lapping away like a pro; it felt
incredibly real! I can’t believe I was moaning so loud my mother heard me!
    My face felt like it was on fire from both
the dream and the embarrassment - I would have to remember to lock my door in
the future.
    I shifted a little in my bed. My clit was
aching badly from the effects of the dream, it seemed a shame to waste such
intense arousal – I bit my lip in daring, feeling pretty safe that my mother
wasn’t going to return any time soon, and decided to finish what my dream had
started.
    Closing my eyes, I slid my hand inside my
pyjama bottoms and into my panties. I was so aroused that my body flinched
involuntarily as my finger touched my sensitive spot and made its way between
my sleek wet folds. I let out a silent moan as I reached two fingers inside and
massaged my inner walls allowing the palm of my hand to press against my
engorged clit. Sheathed in my wetness, my fingers moved like they were gliding
over silk as I gently teased my own nub. Exploding in seconds, my core shattered
into a million pieces, floating around me euphorically.
    Afterward, I lay there breathing for a
moment, my clit pulsing beneath my finger, thinking of nothing but him.
    ***
    Grabbing an apple to eat before I started
training I went and hitched my bike up to the back of my car. I wanted to go
and visit Penrith lakes and ride around there for a couple of hours.
    “Hey, where you going?” David asked as he
walked up behind me, “I thought you wanted me to come around?”
    “I did but I wasn’t expecting you so
early,” I told him glancing at my watch. “It’s eight fifteen; you're never out
of bed at this time on a Saturday.”
    “I’ve got a lot on my mind,” he said
looking at his feet as he scuffed them on the driveway.
    “Why don’t you come for a ride with me,
that way we can talk,” I offered, wanting to clear the air between us.
    “Sure, I’ll just run home and change. Meet
me there?” I nodded as he trotted off.
    David only lived a couple of