Everything was fine for the rest of the day, and by the she was ready for bed, Caitlin had put the strange events of the afternoon out of her head.
When she woke up early the next morning, she was in a dampness that startled her. For one brief moment she was worried she had wet the bed, but a quick check revealed that wasn't the case. Then she remembered she had an erotic dream during the night. Several dreams, in fact, and her face redded as she remembered them all with astonishing clarity. It was no wonder her sheets were sticky and damp.
Embarrassed, Caitin got up to change her bed and looked over at her roommate. Fortunately, Leesha was a late sleeper. Once finished, Catlin showered and thought about the dreams she had. She almost never remembered dreams, and when she did, it was always simple, meaningless stuff. It was never like this.
She could remember being a harem girl in some kind of mythic kingdom, then a dancing slave on a far off planet, then the newest arrival at a modern brothel. Always it was a submissive sex role. And in most of the dreams there was the young man she had met yesterday, the one that had given her a foot rub. Caitin felt her face flush again with embarrassment. Maybe the strange day she had yesterday caused her to have such dreams.
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