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Jan was drowsing in her bed, reluctant to end her dream. It was a dream she wanted to cling to. Her panty crotch was damp and, those were the best kinds of dreams. She could hear something outside her room. The noise seemed to intrude only slightly into the lovely fantasy she was having.
“Jan, are you awake?”
“A little bit, Momma . . .”
“Your father and I are going to the city today. I know it’s a Saturday, but I don’t want you lolling in bed half the day, you hear?”
“Yes ma’am.”
“I don’t want to hear of you having any boys over here either.”
Jan heard her mother go away. She closed her eyes again and tried to get the dream back. It was a good one. A dream of her inside a room with half a dozen naked boys. She’d never had a dream like that before. The boys were walking around her, poking at her with long sticks. The sticks were soft and rounded at the ends and they poked until her clothes came off.
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