Clairece and Evelyn wake up and meet in the kitchen. Clairece in her normal loose joggers and a t-shirt that's two sizes too big. Evelyn is in a black tank top and black short shorts. Clairece gets her coffee and walks out back. Evelyn makes her ginseng tea and follows behind her.
"Did you have a very orgasmic dream?" Clairece asks her. "Because the dream I had last night was crazy hot."
"Fuck yeah I did. I couldn't fucking move or think for what seems like hours." Evelyn tells her friend.
Evelyn begins to describe the dream in full detail. Watching the expression on Clairece's face. The two of them becoming excited all over again.
"Enough Evelyn. I'm starting to get wet again." She tells her friend as she fans herself with her hand.
"I can't believe how much I've gotten in the last few days. First Greg and your sister, then with you, and now with the dream guy." Evelyn tells her. "Thank you for inviting me into your world." She chuckles loudly.
"You're welcome. And that is the guy who rattled my bones. I'm just trying to figure out how he got into both our dreams." Clairece says taking a sip of her coffee.
"I'd like to find his fucking address." Evelyn starts to laugh.
"I have the same thought, to the man who of our dreams." Then they knock their mugs together. Then she gulps down the rest of her coffee. "I need another cup; I'll be right back." She says and Evelyn nods.
Clairece walks back inside and puts her mug under the coffee maker. She changes the pod and slams it shut. She chooses the largest size and pushes start. She looks over and closes the box Oscar is in. The coffee maker makes a gurgling sound. She pulls her cup and sets it on the counter. Then gets the creamer and adds it to her coffee and returns the jug. She looks at the box as she stirs her coffee.
She walks back to the table, and Evelyn is doing her stretches in the yard. Clairece has a strange look on her face when she returns. She takes a seat and looks into nothing as she is in deep thought. Evelyn finishes her stretches and returns to the table. She sees the distant look on her face.
"What's on your mind Clairece?" Evelyn asks worried about her friend.
"I am going to say something that's going to sound a little crazy." Clairece says, turning her eyes to Evelyn.
"Okay sweetie what's going on?" taking a seat next to Clairece.
"Every time I have a dream of him, Oscar's box is open." Clairece looks deep into her friend's eyes. "I know it isn't possible, and it sounds crazy but." She suddenly stops talking.
"You don't think Oscar is coming in your dreams and fucking you and then returns to his box?" Evelyn says almost laughing. "Honey, you have to get around people more. I mean, you're dealing with a lot. Your mom passed away and Oscar and this cabin are about all you have left. That sounds pretty crazy."
"Then explain us having the exact same dream. You have to admit that's strange. Besides if it's true it's the best fucking we've had in a while." Clairece tells her and the two of them begin to laugh.
"Wow, we're two sad individuals. A fucking dream of us with a shelf elf is the best sex we've had in a long time. I think I'm going to cry." Evelyn says in a serious tone.
"You are preaching to the choir. I wonder if I can wake him up." Clairece tells her.
The two walk into the kitchen and Evelyn reaches for the box. Clairece stops her and grabs it from the counter. She pulls it close to her chest, keeping it from Evelyn.
She looks down at the floor and she begins to cry. Evelyn pulls her close and holds her.
"Honey, if you think Oscar is coming in your dreams and it helps you. Then it's okay with me. If it helps you make it out of bed every day. You hang on to him, and I'll be right here as your friend."
"He is all I have of mom and the fun we had. He helps make this place home." Clairece says to her.
They walk outside and sit at the table, with the box right by her side. They sit and drink their morning beverages and talk about old times. Clairece begins to perk up, and they discuss what to do with the day.
"What should we do now? Because if we stay here, we'll end up in bed again." Evelyn tells her with a smile.
"And we don't want that to happen." Clairece responds with a mischievous smile. "Because you are really looking sexy it them shorts and tank top."
"Yes, and I love you Clairece, but we need to do something about this." Evelyn says, looking at Clairece's baggy joggers and oversized tee. "You look like a sick person."
"I was a sick person, thank you very much." Sounding offended at her friend's comments.
"Yes, you were, but not anymore. When was the last time you bought clothes for you?" Evelyn asks. Clairece looks up trying to think. "Exactly, we need to get you some clothes. Do you have any money?"
"Of course I do. What makes you think I don't?" Clairece asks her with attitude.
"All of this. Now let's go shopping." Evelyn tells her.
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They come in from a day of shopping, going straight up to Clairece's room. Clairece goes in the bathroom with the bags while Evelyn sits on the bench. Evelyn waits impatiently for Clairece to come out.
"Come on Clairece let me see it." Evelyn shouts to the bathroom. "Since you
made me wait outside." Removing her panties in anticipation.