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"May I use your kitchen to make some coffees?" He asked.

"No," Morag replied, "sit down at the table, I shall do it."

Sidney sat and watched Morag prepare the drinks. He looked her over and decided that he liked what he saw, her hips were full but not too large, her legs were long and her bust was ample. She had a face which once was very, very pretty, and was still attractive.

"Are you romantically involved with Rufus?" Sidney asked her.

"Do you think I would be here if I didn't love the silly old sod?" She asked by way of reply.

"He must be twenty years older then you, doesn't that bother you?"

"She must be forty years younger than you, but you are together."

"Is it that obvious?"

"The spunk stains on your shirt are a clue. I assume she gave you a wank while you drove here."

Sidney felt himself blush.

* * * * * * *

Morag carried the tray of coffees into Rufus' study, followed by a slightly embarrassed Sidney. She put the tray down and distributed the drinks. She took one herself and sat in an armchair to one side of the room. Sidney went round the desk and looked over Lexi's shoulder at what she was doing.

"You can't continue in this vein much longer Professor," she told Rufus, "you will have to sell this house and move somewhere smaller."

"This house has been in my family for generations," Rufus replied, "my life's work has been conducted here. It would be the end of me."

"What about the box?" Asked Morag from her chair, "let them try the box. If it works it will be the saving of us."

"But if it doesn't?" Asked Rufus.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained," replied Morag.

"Tell us about it," said Lexi, her curiosity piqued.

* * * * * *

It was more of a case than a box. It was about a three metre cube and completely transparent. Inside were two examination tables and lots of wires which lead out of the box to monitors on a bench which stood beside it.

"What does it do?" Asked Sidney.

"It's a sort of dream machine," said Morag, "Rufus came up with the idea that dreams can be shared."

"We can share experiences with our loved ones when we are conscious," said Rufus, "but how much fun it would be if we could share our dreams."

"Dreams can be a bit random," said Lexi.

"They can also be very realistic," said Rufus, "I have been working on using electrical impulses to try and steady brain activity, to keep the subject on the level as it were."

"So you have tried it before," said Sidney.

"Only on guinea pigs," put in Morag.

"But they came to no harm," said Rufus.

"If this box thing works," said Lexi, "it would be the best entertainment device since I don't know when."

* * * * * *

Sidney and Lexi lay on the tables, side by side. They wore hospital gowns. Rufus put a helmet on each of their heads and connected wires to their skin with sticky patches.

"Now," he said to them, "turn to look at each other and hold hands."

Sidney turned his head to his left and looked into his young love's eyes. She looked at him and held out her hand for him to take.

"Ready?" Rufus asked as Sidney took Lexi's hand in his.

They both nodded in reply.

"Open the gas valve," Rufus told Morag once he had left the box and closed the air tight door.

The box was flooded with a grey smoke. The two subjects lay still. After a minute or so the smoke cleared. The two subjects looked to be asleep. The monitors on the bench flickered into life.

"Brain activity," said Rufus, "they are starting to dream."

* * * * * * *

"Alexis," said Leonard Bingham to one of the senior accountants at LKJ, "may I introduce Sidney Spence. He has been placed with us two days a week as part of his course."

"Hello Sidney," said Alexis, holding out her hand in greeting, "pleased to meet you."

The eighteen year old accountancy trainee looked at the woman and felt butterflies in his stomach, she was lovely.

"P-pleased to meet you too," he stuttered as he took her warm soft hand in his and shook it gently.

"Come and meet the rest of the crew," said Leonard, putting his arm around Sidney's shoulder and leading him away.

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