Why wasn’t I dying? I hadn’t taken a breath in long enough that I should be passing out. But my mind was clearly. My lungs burned for air. They bl...zed so much. My head pounded. But where was the darkness fuzzing the edges of my vision? The spots of light?I wasn’t suffocating like I should be. I was holding my breath way past my tolerances. Why?It hit me. I was in a dream. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t my body. I was asleep in the courtyard right now. Nothing was smothering my real flesh. I. ” Inside, she cringed, it was a rubbish line but she only needed to break the ice. “Uh, Ok, erm thanks.” replied Harry bashfully, “You’re not a student then?” “Erm, no. I’m a professional sculptor, well, sculptress.” “Oh? I see.” “Well, I take commissions but still do a little bit of teaching on the side.” Her vintage cotton dress pressed tightly against her body flaunted her taut curves and plenty of naked flesh. Helplessly, he was drawn into her breasts, he paused to admire them. More

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