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*May 2003*
Amy shifted, her body overstimulated. Her dreams were filled with eroticism, romance, intense sensations the likes of which she hadn't experienced in awhile.
She gave herself completely in to him, her heart pounding impossibly hard and fast as she allowed herself to become entangled with him. The emotion between them was intense, so incredible.
The redhead moaned in her ecstasy, her breathing quickening by the second. The things he could do to her body... It was simply incredible.
"Amy... Amy..."
She moaned again, squirming slightly at the feel of the hand shaking her shoulder. Oh, God... She was almost there, and...
"... Wake up, Amy."
Suddenly, she came around, her senses sharpening, her body still stimulated. That voice - it most definitely did not belong to Adam. She was momentarily disoriented, but realized that she was hearing Jay.
Her breath was still coming in short, fast gasps. She realized what was going on. She'd been dreaming yet again. Adam wasn't here, Jay was. She was in bed with him, in his house... *Their* house - she still had difficulty thinking of this as *her* home as well, in spite of the fact that she'd moved in with him two months earlier.
Amy felt so embarrassed... It was worse than that - she was mortified. She was thankful for the lights being off and for the pitch darkness due to her brightly flushing cheeks. She could feel them burning and felt humiliated. It didn't make one bit of difference that Jay was her boyfriend and that she shouldn't feel such things around him. But at the same time, she knew she also shouldn't be having sex dreams about his best friend, either.
She could feel Jay's eyes on her in the darkness. Then, sure enough, he let out a soft laugh.
"Wow, that must have been some dream you were having."
Amy bit her lip, reluctant to respond. On one hand, she was extremely embarrassed. Then, on the other, she was still so horny. In fact, she could still feel him.
"Mmm..."
"Come here," he whispered, his voice growing husky. "Let's continue what you started in your dream."
The redhead didn't resist, but her mind focused on him - on *Adam* - as she felt her boyfriend's lips suddenly on hers, his hands on her body.
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"Amy..." Adam's green eyes scanned her over with surprise, a small smile gracing his lips. He was pleasantly surprised to see her, and it was the second time in the last few weeks she had paid him a visit without Jay.
"Hey," she said with a smile. As she looked him over, she noted how he'd gotten the hard neckbrace removed and now donned a soft collar. Gratefully, she stepped inside his house as he ushered her in.
He eyed her wonderingly, a small smile cocking his lips. Why did she have to be taken? Why did she have to be his best friend's girlfriend?
The blond man kept his unwavering gaze on her as he thought about that and much more. He was in love with her. And he could only wonder what her reaction would be if she knew.
"Can I get you something?" he asked. "I was actually just about to start dinner, so you're welcome to stay and join me."
She smiled brilliantly at him, her eyes lighting up.
"I'd love to join you for dinner," she admitted. "But let *me* do the cooking." She rose from her seat on his couch to go to the kitchen.
"Amy, you don't have to do that," he protested, following her. "You're *my* guest, remember?"
The beautiful redhead turned back to face him as he followed her through the kitchen doorway.
"Right... And as your *guest*, I insist *I* make you dinner." She cocked her head as she regarded him, a twinkle in her eyes and a soft smile on her lips.
Adam gazed at her in wondering silence, deciding not to argue with her. She was truly, undeniably amazing.