Her resolve to whack him over the head with a chair and flee suddenly faltered.<em>He</em>didn't think he was doing anything wrong, and probably he wasn't.  This other Amy was his girlfriend or wife, and would probably love every minute of this.  Now she felt guilty on top of everything else, for taking another woman's place, however much she really hadn't wanted to.<br/><br/>"N-no, it's all right.  It-- it just tickled a little too much for a second.  I'm all right," she said shakily, trying to reassure him.<em>Okay, new plan.  Fake a really good orgasm, let him do his thing, and then hope he falls asleep right away like most men.</em>Not much of a plan, but she couldn't think of another.  She'd liked the first dream a lot better, she decided, and closed her eyes, trying to will herself back there.