Short story

I fall to wet dreams sometimes by night. In particular next to full moon. I am getting up in dreams from bed. I am thinking, it would maybe be true intelligently, that I would lift a young girl to clouds and started dancing with her together. Oh, such thoughts … I am opening balcony door and I am taking a walk over a balcony round scaffoldings by neighbouring windows. I go behind voice from distance of my cove, that is calling me, always. And me speaks : «Honey, сan we be are are reputation together, wick Doctors Will disorder but crowbar this sailed Us …« Oh these her words … And when take a walk mine of open windows, I am looking, how the female in dreams without a male yells help. I like helping always. I climb through windows and offer first aid the mouth on a mouth. I like massaging, if it itches too much and it is wish. Also during legs, that he oversleeps more easily after. You will say, look him look! The right person isn't Vestas, a person, that doesn't know compassion. As self know, how compassionate are the catholic priests? She is whispering to me sometimes, let I rise up to her two tits. And after I obey. I am climbing round rocks of her body upwards. All of a sudden I hear her voice: «Wait, don't hurry so quickly! Choke me too strongly in throat!« I obey! What should I make other! He is screaming after time again: « what are you waiting for? Climb to summit. We will breathe better from there and saw! And after we will shrink in depth … « and truly we jumped off to depth. I waked up on the floor without it. It still is well, that I fall to wet dreams only sometimes.