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discussing how they would marry them in the
distant future. Even though most of the chatter revolved around the
wedding gown not the wedding night.
    Sighs and swoons were quite normal, giggles
and whispers broke the evening silence on a regular basis, and much
time was spent in wondering about kissing.
    Georgie wondered about that too, but after
today she figured she was probably ready to get to the advanced
class. Fucking .
    She turned on her pillow and readied herself
for sleep. Perhaps he would come to visit her dreams
tonight. And perhaps - if she tried really hard - she could talk to him about this whole sex thing.
    She knew he’d answer her questions. She
trusted him. He’d protected her for as long as she could remember.
He’d scared away the monsters in her closet, helped her pick out
dresses for her dolls and held her when her tummy got upset after
eating all the frosting off her eighth birthday cake.
    Yep. When it came to sex, who better to ask
than someone who’d always been there for her when she needed
him?
    Georgie closed her eyes and mentally
summoned her subconscious friend to come and play in her
dreams.
    And sure enough, her dragon appeared.
*~*~*~*
    Dragons don’t get sexually aroused - and other
myths...

    Theo snorted and fidgeted as his dreams
began.
    “Hello, Theo.” She was there, cuddled in
between his coils, comfortable as a bug in the proverbial rug. He
hoped he wouldn’t squash her so he shifted a little to make room
for her.
    “You’ve grown.” He stared at the long golden
hair that flowed down her spine.
    “You too.” She stroked a nearby scale. “I do like this blue.”
    He grinned. “Thank you. How’s school
going?”
    A gusty sigh answered him. “I hate it,
dragon o’mine. It sucks ass. All that fussing around with gowns and
stupid stuff I’ll never need.”
    He frowned. “You’re a princess . Of course you’re gonna need that stuff.”
    She snorted. “Theo, I have twelve sisters
ahead of me. You really think anybody’s gonna make a huge stink
about yet another one?” She shook her head. “Nope. I’m gonna
lead an army.”
    Theo suppressed a chuckle. “Of course you
are, honey.”
    “No, really. I’ve decided that’s all I’m
good for. I like sword fighting, I shall have several dozen trusty
knights heading my forces...I think it’ll work.”
    “Hmm. And these knights will follow you
because...”
    She surprised him by standing and removing
her nightgown. “Because I shall stand before them like this ...and they will flock to my side.”
    Theo gaped. If he’d been a knight he’d be
there flocking with bells on.
    She was tall and shapely, with breasts like
ripening peaches and a golden tuft of curls atop her mound. Her
shoulders were firm, her muscles flexing, her body lean from the
exercise and swordplay she regularly engaged in.
    When she threw her arms back and thrust
those breasts forwards, Theo nearly choked and smoke seeped from
his ears. “Holy shit .”
    With a smug grin, she curled back against
him, naked as a jaybird. “See what I mean?”
    “ Urghlllflump ...” His tongue was
lead, his thoughts confused and his scales were cooking where she
leaned against him. She ran her hands down over her body and Theo
swore he could hear his guts boiling.
    “There’s so much I don’t know yet...” Idly
she touched herself, heedless of the fact that she was turning him
on - big -time. “Like why I get wet... here ...when I
think about stuff .” Her hand slipped between her legs and
she sighed.
    “Ummm...”
    “Tell me Theo. Tell me about what it’s
like?”
    “Ummm...” He was at a loss for words. It
shouldn’t be up to a dragon to educate a princess about things
sexual. Besides, his brains were off on vacation someplace, his
cock was about three feet long by now and he was having a reeeeeally hard time hiding it from her. No pun
intended.
    “I’m dreaming, I know. But you’ve always
been in my dreams. Now I’m dreaming about grown-up things.