Question Abbie further

"What do you mean you're not sure?" persisted Leanne. "Do you know what this is?"

"I..." Abbie was hesitant but Leanne could sense that she wanted to tell her. "I've never seen it before, but I heard rumours. Only not like this?"

"Not like what?" asked Leanne. A little frightened at what she might be about to reveal.

"Mr. Rodgers." continued Abbie. "He has these dreams. Well, more like... fantasies."

"So you're telling me this was all a dream?" Leanne was dumfounded by what she was hearing. "But how can it be? I'm awake."

"It's not your dream," replied Abbie. "It's Mr. Rodgers'. That's why he's so strong."

Leanne stared at the old man sleeping soundly on the bed. "So he was asleep this whole time and what? Projecting himself into the room? But I could feel it! You could feel it!"

"I've never heard of it happening like that before." responded Abbie. "Two of him at the same time. But that is what happens. Or so I've heard anyway."

"Okay, so let's assume this is true." continue Leanne a little sceptically. "What can we do about it?"

"What do you mean?" asked Abbie.

"Well we can't just let him attack women like that. It's not safe!" Leanne was shocked by Abbie's acceptance of the whole thing. How could she just ignore the fact that this was going on? Never mind how it was possible in the first place.

"I think there's someone you should talk to." continued Abbie solemnly. "Then maybe you'll understand." Leanne wasn't sure about this. She'd just been fucked from behind, apparently in an old man's fantasy, and wasn't ready for a second helping just yet.