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Jacob’s Point Of View.
The fog of pleasant dreams held me in a cradle of love. I dreamed of Kate, Alicia, and, oddly, my horse, Sierra, who I still couldn’t proficiently ride. There were picnics, days out, mountain biking, and all manner of fun.
I saw Kate wearing a flowing white cotton dress with embroidered hem around her ankles. Her lemon blouse was almost obscured by three, no four children of varying ages who cuddled her, with Alicia being the oldest.
“Wake up, Jacob, it’s time to go for a run.”
“Mmm, five more minutes, please, Kate. You look so beautiful.”
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
“The kids look great as well.”
“Kids? You’re dreaming, babe, and will miss the fun if you sleep in.”
I sat bolt upright, mystified by Kate’s comment, while the dream and its almost vivid reality dissolved into a locked-up memory to which I was denied full access. I rubbed crusty sleepiness out of my eyes and stretched weary muscles, immediately feeling the deep tissue aching of my well-spanked ass.
I felt calm and had slept well.
“I feel much better, Kate.”
“I’m glad, honey. Do you want to run with us?”
“Us?”
“Alicia is joining our run today.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. She has proper running gear, shoes, even a cap to keep her long hair under control.”