Once in bed, Cassandra stared at ceiling as her husband’s snores filled the room and rattled the bed. She wanted out of the marriage, out of her life with him. But liberation didn’t seem like an option. For that she needed courage.
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After a night of torrid dreams, morning greeted Cassandra like a slap in the face. “Up and at ‘em, Cass!” Desmond yelled. “I really could use some hash browns this morning before I take off for the airport!”
But Cassandra wasn’t ready for breakfast. She’d spent the night swimming in an otherworldly dream co-staring Lilly and Jett. Back and forth the ladies traded kisses with her and with each other. The hesitation she’d shown with lesbianism in real life, was, in her dream, wiped away forever. Once feverish kiss followed another as their bodies brushed an
