Aggressively.

Morty turned around. “Mrs. Pancake.” He said nervously. The woman ignored him, finishing the last bits of cum from his sisters face. “Bi, bitch I'm talking to you!” He growled.

“Yes master.” She cowed, looking up at him.

“That, that's better.” Morty said, trying to keep his backbone. “Did you enjoy my cum?” He asked.

“Yes master.” She nodded.

“Grade A wouldn't you say?” He said firmly.

“Yes Master.” She nodded.

“Good girl.” He smiled, turning back to Rick.

“Yeah whatever let's go.” He said annoyed, reaching up to his ear, where the device would be and pulling.

Rick vanished, and Morty followed his grandfather, appearing back on the plane, hidden by a bullet torn seat. Rick took the Inceptor out of Mrs. Pancake's ear and she slowly opened her eyes. Morty could tell she was disorientated.

“H, Hey Mrs. Pancake.” Morty waived.

“Hey, ma...” She hesitated trying to separate the dream she had had from the one she was in.

“Morty.” The young man smiled.

“Right, Morty.” She nodded.

“I'm a grade A student in Mr. Goldenfold's math class.” Morty continued.

Suddenly his teacher called out from the aisle. “Give me back Mrs. Pancake!”

The woman got confused and stood up looking at him. “What are you talking about honey, me and your top student was just talking.” She said.

“What?” He asked confused.

“You remember Morty, your grade A math student?” She said, pulling him into the aisle.

“Grade A?” He asked lowering his guns.

“Yeah, I mean, he ain't an A plus like you.” She smiled walking toward him, her hips wiggling invitingly.

“Well, who is.” He smiled bashfully.

“Now, where were we?” She asked kneeling in front of him.

Rick grabbed the device in his ear, with a smile. “Time to go Morty.”

The two of them pulled the device out and went back into the real world. Mr. Goldenfold was moaning on his coach in an obscene way. Slipping behind the couch, Rick removed the Inceptor and the two hid, as he bolted up right with a start.

“That was one hell of a dream!” The man exclaimed. “That blowjob was an A plus. Speaking of which, I think Morty deserves an A. Yeah, why not, kid tries hard.” He nodded, heading for the bathroom.

“Our work here is done.” Rick said, slipping out the window.