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Disclaimer: The Twilight Zone belongs to Mister Rod Serling, Cayuga
Productions and CBS Television. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 01/07/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, male solo sex, female solo sex, male/female sex,
female/female sex, strong language, BDSM, graphic violence, drug use, rape

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Cast:
Kristin Davis -- Sarah Cattrall
Denise Richards -- Samantha Cleese
Noah Wyle -- Gregory
Ali Larter -- Bridgette Gallagher
Jason Marsden -- Adam Watson

Summary: A young shy beauty suddenly finds pure true love only in her dreams
and not in real life.

Other Notes: This story is based on a picture entitled 'Number 121' by an
artist named Luis Royo.

Dedications: None so far.
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Twilight Zone: The Dream Angel
by Andrew Troy Keller (atk440@aol.com)

You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another
dimension -- a dimensionof sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind.
You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas.
You've just crossed into The Twilight Zone.

* * *

It was within an empty room with only a large soft bed inside of it that a
young and beautiful bare-ass naked maiden with dark-brown hair known as Sarah
Cattrall had looked around the entire room and asked, "Gregory, are you in
here somewhere? Please let me know where you are!I really do not want to be
alone!" just before a young and handsome male stud with a pair of large
wings on his back had stepped out of his hiding place and placed his nude
body right in front of Sarah just in time for him to begin stroking his stiff
cock and answer, "It's okay, Sarah. I am here and you will never be alone."

But then, after she had let out a sigh of relief and started pumping two of
her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits with
the other hand and both she and Gregory had started moving themselves closer
and closer toward each other, a sudden beeping sound had caused Sarah to
disappear from that very room and wake-up in her own bed just in time for her
to reach over to the alarm clock that was on the nightstand next to her and
hit the one button to shut the alarm off before she had gotten herself out of
bed, walked into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror above the sink
and asked, "What's wrong with you, Sarah? Why are you in love with someone in
your dreams? What's wrong with trying to get in love with a real-life hunk?
It's because you're shy. That's what's wrong with it."

* * *

Placed inside this very apartment for your consideration, a poor shy little
wallflower whose name happens to be Miss Sarah Cattrall, who has been
unsucessfull with trying to find the one spark on true love for herself and
it happens to be because she was lacking the exact amount of pure self
confindence for her to allow any avaliable man to make the first move and
ask her to go out with him.

But that was before she had began dreaming of an handsome male with the wings
of an angel and is about to discover that she is about to find that one spark
of true love within the one selective online dating service known as The
Twilight Zone.

* * *

It was within a local fast-food restaurant known as Wendy's that both Sarah
and her best friend and fellow RTA employee, Samantha Cleese had gathered
together to have their lunch as always, only to have a concerned Samantha
stop eating her lunch, look at the sudden saddness on Sarah's face and ask,
"Are you okay, Sarah? I mean, I had noticed that you hadn't taken one little
bite of your taco salad instead of just sitting there and staring right into
space like that."

And after she had realized that her best friend had just hit the bullseye,
Sarah had let out a sigh, looked at Samantha and answered, "I'm sorry, Sam.
I know that I should actually be eating more. It's just that I was dreaming
about Gregory last night," only to have Samantha place both of her hands
over her face and say, "Ah, wholly fucking shit! Not him again! Look, Sarah.
I'm your best friend and I know what is really good for you. And what's
really good for you right now is to come over to my place after work and
allow me to introduce me to this really handsome guy. Okay?"

And then, after she had given that idea some thought and figured that it
might be worth a try, Sarah had taken a deep breath, placed her gentle hand
on top of Samantha's and said, "Okay, Sam. I'll do it but I'm only doing it,
because your my one true friend and I don't want anything to break-up that
friendship," just before they had looked and smiled at each other and gave
each other a big friendly hug.

However, as soon as she had finally gotten herself off of work and went
over to her best friend's apartment, Sarah had stood right in front of the
apartment door and took a deep breath before she had knocked on that very
door and allowed it to open and have Samantha stand in front of Sarah in
only crimson-red bathrobe, give her fellow RTA employee a big friendly hug
and say, "Oooohhhh! I'm so glad that you were able to make it, Sarah! Come
on in!"

And after she had stepped inside the apartment, Sarah's eyes had grown as
wide as a pair of saucers at the shocking sight of Samantha's own roommate,
Bridgette Gallagher allowing one of the male party guests pumping his stiff
cock in and out of her asshole and another female licking on her hot, wet
pussy and carressing her firm breasts before she had turned her eyes toward
Samantha and asked, "Say, Sam? What the fucking hell are you doing over
there? Get your skanky ass back over here and join the fun! Okay?"

But after her best friend had stripped off the robe and moved herself closer
to Bridgette and her two sex-partners, someone had placed his hand on Sarah's
shoulder and caused her to quickly turn her head and shockingly discover that
a bare-ass naked male stud was looking at her with a big smile on his face
and saying, "Hi. You must be Sarah. My name is Adam Watson. Sam had told me
all about you. It's a good thing that you had decided to come over tonight. I
do believe that there's the one thing that might help you break out of that
wallflower shell of yours."

And after she had gazed her shocked eyes at the sight of a helpless nude
female with both of her hands tied to a dining-room chair having no choice
but to allow one of the male party guests to slam his stone hard dick in and
out of her backside and another female to smack that guy's black leather belt
seven times on the poor girl's bare back, while all of the other party guests
were gulping down cans of beer and cheering both the guy and the second babe
on.

Then, after she had noticed the tears running down that poor girl's cheeks,
a small-smiling Adam had placed his hands on Sarah's shoulders and said,
"Well, Sarah. I guees that she has already had enough sexual fun for now.
Why don't you get your clothes off and get your cute little ass over there?"
but after she had noticed that he was trying to make her take all of her
clothes off, an enraged Sarah had turned her eyes toward Adam and growled,
"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME, YOU PIECE-OF-SHIT!" before she had kicked
him really hard in the nuts and caused him to drop down to the floor and let
out a scream of total pain.

And then, after they had noticed that a very upset Sarah was storming herself
out of the apartment, Bridgette had placed her hands on her bare hips and
said, "I really don't believe this!We had invited her over to our little
sex-party to help her out of her shell and this is the thanks we get!" only
to have her own roommate slam a hard elbow right into her nose and yell,
"SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP, YOU SKANKY BITCH!"

It was about 8:26 PM when she had returned to her own place of residence,
plopped herself down on the living-room sofa and began to cry and say, "Oh,
Gregory! I really do wish that you are real, instead of in my dreams! I
really do want to feel your gentle arms on me right now!" only to have
someone place his gentle hand on Sarah's cheek and caused her to lift-up her
head and let-out a small smile and it was because the dream angel known as
Gregory had somehow allowed himself to appear in front of her.

And even though she had no idea as to how it had came to be, Sarah was no
longer able to care, for her bare-ass naked handsome dream lover had just
allowed himself to appear right in front of her and began stroking his stiff
cock right in front of her, which -- in turn -- had caused her to strip off
all of her clothes and start pumping two of her fingers in and out of her
hot, wet pussy and carressing her own tits before they had moved themselves
closer to each other and kissed each other ever so passionately on the lips.

Then, after he had started licking all over her nude body -- all the way down
to her hot, moist snatch and carressing her firm breasts and she had placed
her hands on his bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do
it, Gregory! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" they
had laid their nude bodies down on the living-room floor and Gregory had
turned himself around and allowed Sarah to start sucking on his stone hard
dick, causing her to suddenly realize that she was finally able to experience
pure and untamed erotica and she was able to enjoy every minute of it.

That was before Gregory had placed his stiff cock inside her asshole and used
each of his hands on carress both her stiff mounds and hot and steamy cunt,
which -- in turn -- had caused a sexually energized Sarah to place one of her
hands on his bare shoulder and the other hand on his bare arm and yell at the
top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, GREGORY! TOUCH ME! FUCK
THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" before they
had started moving themselves harder and faster and came and collapsed due to
exhaustion.

And as soon as she had placed her head on his bare chest, let out a sigh and
said, "Oooohhhh. I really do love you, Gregory. I really do so with all of
my heart. I just wish that we should be able to fly away together," a
small-smiling Gregory had lifted himself and Sarah back up to their feet and
said, "I'm so glad that you were finally able to say that, Sarah. Because now
is the time for that dream to come true."

And then, after he had raised his hand up towards one of the living-room
windows and it had opened by itself, Gregory had lifted himself and Sarah up
from the floor and flew out of the apartment through the open window and
straight into the night sky just in time for her to look in awe and amazement
at the wonderous sea of stars just before they had continued towards the
brightest star that happens to be his home, where all of his friends were
waiting for their return.

Speaking of friends, a shocked Samantha Cleese had gotten out of her car
and walked over to the deceased nude body of her best friend and fellow RTA
worker known as Sarah Cattrall, kneeled herself down and lifted her poor
dead friend up into her arms and said with tears running down her cheeks,
"I'm sorry, Sarah! I'm so very sorry about what I had done to you! I thought
that I was doing you a favor! BUT I WAS NOT!"

* * *

One small note to those who are claiming to be helpfull by trying to change
their friends into something that they actually are not: All you need to do
is just be understanding and let those friends of yours be happy just being
themselves.

Tonight's small moral lesson has come to you from that one unusual grief
center known as The Twilight Zone.

THE END!

    

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