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Gangbang Dream Comes True!
(Nicola Diaz)

"Wake up Tanya, wake the hell up," I tell myself, thinking that I must be dreaming. It is not possible for me to be surrounded by two Adonis-looking Greeks, my hands cuffed behind my back, dragged on the beach on the Greek isles, the moon high in the sky. Surely this must be a dream, it can't really be happening. I look at the two men dragging me along the beach, but then suddenly the stop, blindfold me, and drag me further along the sands. 



Moments earlier I remember a lamp. I had rubbed it and made a wish, a stupid wish. And now it seems like that wish is coming true, or that I am being kidnapped. I try to wake myself, shaking my head from side to side. A thought suddenly comes to mind though, and I cannot believe with what ease these men are pulling me along. I am not a small girl by any means, and my excessive curves should make it difficult to move me. These Greek gods seem to lift me off the ground with ease though, adding to my feeling that this must be a dream. 



The moon catches the surface of the ocean too perfectly, and the waves lick the shore in such a gentle rhythm that I start to think I am caught in one of those travel post-cards. I cannot believe that I am actually in Greece though, given the way my life was until I got on the plane. I had committed myself, too much if you ask me, to building my husband's career. Not that I minded, but I really started to feel like I had been neglecting myself over the last while.