She never leaves her clients unsatisfied.
A steamy story of a young and beautiful woman named Cherry. Who's also known as Dream Girl. She worked for an organization called The fantasy for the sandman for a long time. Her customers were always satis...
Once again I took a moment to reflect on a job well done—putting parts of the world to sleep and seeing them dream. My favorite part of world was the south eastern coast where most people dream of peace and prosperity. Being satisfied, I went back home to dream town.
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A mystical town with a dreamlike quality. The town is shrouded in a soft, ethereal light, and the buildings are painted in pastel colors. The streets are lined with trees and flowers, and the air is filled with the scent of blooming flowers. The town is surrounded by a dense forest, and the sound of a nearby river can be heard in the distance. The town is filled with memories and dreams, and it's easy to get lost in the magic of it all.
In the middle of town, there's a castle that holds my home. It's where my wife and I raised our six children, and now our first-born son, Nicolas, is expecting his own child in just a few months. It's a place filled with love, memories, and generations of family, and I couldn't be prouder to call it my home.
I step in and I was greeted by my lovely wife, Anna. "Welcome home husband." She smiled. She places a kiss upon my lips and as usual I'm blown away by not only her kiss, but also by how lovely she is and the sincerity surrounding her.
"How was work? As the humans will put it." She giggled. "It was fine my sweet." I replied grabbing the basket of food from her arms. It was vegetables. Marcy, Nicolas's wife, have been craving for some and from the looks of it, Anna picked a lot. "You don't have to carry that lover. I was headed to the kitchen." Anna tells me. I shook my head. "Nonsense my love. I'm here now. And whatever you need, I'll be there."
Anna blushes as we walked into our kitchen. My boys, Henry and Zach were preparing the pots and pans. Their sister, Minerva, was setting the table with bowls and cups and silverware. "Hey dad. Welcome home." Henry said after spotting me. He's my second boy. He had the same yellow skin as me but blue eyes like Anna. To be honest, he looks more like her than any of my children. And has the same personality as her too. Cool, calm, relaxed. And very silent when angered. He recently cut his silver hair short. And started his training as a mage a few weeks ago.
Minerva has hair like her mother, eyes like her grandmother, and personality like me as well. She's a tall and beautiful of course. Her powder blue hair falls perfectly around her round face and her blue button up shirt and pants were of that a size bigger than her usual size but that's ok. Her golden brown skin was glowing. And I love to see that within my daughter. Something has been bothering her lately. And I hope one day she'll be comfortable enough to tell me what it is.
"If you want me to cut the vegetables ma, I can do that." Zach says. Zach has always been my most serious son. Every time I would go and put the world to sleep, he would watch me intensely. Trying to take in everything and try to match me in every way. I think it's because he has been trying with Bia, one of the warrior gods from Africa. I was objective to it at first but my son has his grandfather's warrior spirit. So I let my little warrior fly.
