There was smoke where none should be. A smell arouse and deepened. It was an unidentified smell. Sweetness and bitterness combined. It laid heavy in the air like a wet rag. The air moved around and swirled down at her feet. She tried desperately to look through the smoke, but was unable to even see her feet any longer. She wasn’t fearful, but rather at peace and rather aroused. She knew instinctively that she was naked. She continued walking through the smoke as it enveloped her like warm hands. In thinking about warm hands, they soon appeared. Long delicate fingers gently reaching out from and through the smoke to caress her. Again, she tried desperately to look through the smoke. A small clearing appeared and she instinctively laid down. The ground was covered with the softest layer of rose petals. She moved the petals over her body inhaling their musky aroma. The aroma filled her completely and made her head grow foggy. She felt warm heat starting at her toes. The heat slowly traveled like a snake up and around her bodies, placing its head between her legs. She looked down and saw a snake’s head nestled between her legs. Again, she had no fear. She reached down and the snake’s head turned into a women.

Brea was very much aware on one level that she was dreaming, and yet the dream felt so real. The snake with the women’s head was so beautiful with long brown hair and emerald eyes. The emerald eyes winked as the snake women lowered her head between Brea’s thighs. She felt the tongue reach out and slide between her slit. Brea arched her back causing the tongue to penetrate deeper. Slowly the women’s arms formed and an elegant firm body to match. It was as if the snake had shed its skin allowing the women to come forth. The women reached up and took each one of Brea’s breasts into her hands. She cupped them and held them, slowly massaging them together.