

DWM ch 16: All My DreamsDream With Me Ch. 16 All my Dreams (ride shotgun now)DWM ch 16: All My Dreams
Pepito was beginning to feel the change in temperature, signaling that he was indeed returning home. After a beautiful week spent with random, fellow Hawaii escapists, Pepito couldn't imagine that he would have to return to the strict schedules and watching eyes that his everyday life held. At least there were eight days until school started up once more.
He had always liked flying, and after the numerous rides all through his life Pepito couldn't muster the energy to worry of a fiery, tragic death. It also helped that there had never reall


DWM ch. 15 You Have BrokenDream With Me ch. 15 You have broken (down on the road side)DWM ch. 15 You Have Broken
Ice cream on a cold day was no new concept to Todd after years of midnight freezies even in the dead of winter. Peter didn't care for freezies, said they were too sweet and hurt his head, but he liked ice cream. The new concept today was being at Peter's house. It was weird.
The house itself was very normal, and the family inside was as well. A mother, a father, a little sister, two cats and a hamster all inhabited the space in a relative calm. It seemed Peter hadn't developed his surprisingly calm resolve, he had been spawned into it.


DWM ch. 14 No one could-Dream With MeDWM ch. 14 No one could-
Ch. 14 No one could come between
Pepito sat, eyes stubbornly closed, trying to meditate his way into a coma for at least a few hours. It was the fourth- no, the fifth of December, considering it was already three a.m., and he still had Friday to get through the school week. He wasn't ever one to hate going to school, but when staying at Todd's, after one day of school it felt like a full month of stress had settled right on his shoulders. Not only did he have to be around Todd, and sleep on a crappy couch, he had to deal with Nny.
Johnny had inserted himself on the edge of Pepito's makeshift bed


DWM ch.13 There'd be no otherDepartment Of Motor VehiclesDWM ch.13 There'd be no other
Ch. 13 Dear, There'd Be No Other (Yet Here We Are At The Auto Dealer....)
Every year it was the same old routine. Get up, prepare food, get dressed, listen to Edgar mumble about how 'he wished they'd dress up' and Nny rant about how it was evil or bad for some odd reason. At least the reasons changed annually. Next, as expected it was off to the Diablo's.
Today Nny was especially exuberant on the drive over.
You know, Edgar, I bet- I bet we could find their numbers! He clawed at Mr. Edgar's long sleeve.
Nny...I'm driving. &n


DWM ch. 12 You Told Me OnceDream With MeDWM ch. 12 You Told Me Once
ch. 12 You Told Me Once (to jerk on the e-brake)
a/n: COMMENT plz


DWM-11- I hung my head, criedDWM ch. 11 I hung my head and cried (as the engine died)DWM-11- I hung my head, cried
a/n:(Oh my god 16 pages, this almost killed me.)
'Pepi? Didn't I used to have... parents?'
'Uhm, you have parents. Nny and Mr. Edgar.' He playfully batted at Todd's shoulder. They were comfortably sprawled out in what Todd thought must have been Pepito's old bed.
'No,' he giggled, 'I mean... my real parents.'
Pepito seemed to grow uncomfortable under his gaze.
'Squee, don't be silly! They ar-'
'I had a mommy once... didn't I Pepi?'
'I...' Pepito was never good at secret
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"Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, I'm scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you."
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brandon
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I was thinking of going bigger...really big, like freak show big. Like 47FFF. So large that other, smaller breasts would want to orbit them. ~Cecilia "Weeds"
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brandon
you?
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I was thinking of going bigger...really big, like freak show big. Like 47FFF. So large that other, smaller breasts would want to orbit them. ~Cecilia "Weeds"
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