I sighed as I laid on my bed, letting the dirty magazine fall to the floor. I stared at the ceiling and thought long and hard about my life. Everyday was the same routine, I wake up, eat breakfast, go to class, eat lunch, finish class, go home, eat dinner, take a shower, then jack off to finish my day. My life wasn't the most interesting life a male my age could live.
"Wait...I've been through this sequence before..." I said to myself. "Is this a memory?"
I turned to my other side to see the same beautiful woman in my dreams. I sat up quickly and scooted back on my bed. I blushed madly then covered my lower half of my body with my covers.
"Good morning!" The woman smiled sweetly at me
"This is definitely a memory.." I said then sat up. "Alright! Jokes over!"
"Eh? A memory? We have never met before, buuuut if we have what is my name?" The woman asked.
"Lustie." I answered.
"Ah- How...Huh. Well I'm here-"