Caila felt a rush course through her as the shot hit home. She listened to the answers, and her skin where John had his hand felt electric. She looked at him as he asked his question, and when he spoke of sailing around the world, she set her hand on his and turned slightly, maybe coaxing his hand a little higher up her thigh. She would love to live that dream with him! When he turned and looked at her, she felt herself melt inside and took a deep breath. His fingers started gently brushing the lace at the top of her stocking, and when he felt her bare skin above them, she took another deep breath and her eyes closed for a moment.<br/><br/>Lost in a bit of a dream, she realised they were waiting for her to answer John’s question. She picked up her pint of ale and took a long drink from it before saying,<br/><br/>“Dreams…. my… I’ve had many dreams… fantasies really, and most of them have been on a high shelf I could not ever reach. But maybe I should reach for them?”<br/><br/>With another sip of ale, drops of condensation fell from her glass to her blouse, making the light silk become a bit transparent. She sat the glass down and went on,<br/><br/>“You specifically said dreams, so I’ll say I would like to go to Eastern Europe and Turkey. The culture and music there always had an appeal to me. To be able to be on stage dancing with<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DSMvGZFPL_I0&amp;hash=485e467793501e6d5ce036ab47e228ff" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMvGZFPL_I0" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Irfan</a>playing live in a small club would be a great dream!”<br/><br/>Caila thought of her desire to bellydance, having taken lessons at one time. It was one of the many things she let drop in life to appease her ever stifling marriage. Now, her considerations and desires were welling up inside her. Maybe she would try and find a class again now that she was freed from the binds of her marriage. She closed her eyes again as she got wetter from John’s light caresses of her thigh…