Linda’s dream

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I don’t know quite what to make of this dream. I’ve never dared to tell anyone about it, and I don’t think I ever will. I don’t dream it every night. I don’t know when it will make its presence known. Sometimes it’s infrequent enough that I’ve almost forgotten about it.It starts somewhere in the middle of a normal day. I volunteer at a modern art museum four days a week, as a roving guide of sorts – answering questions for people or getting them to spit out their gum into the trash or whatnot. In the dream, I’m often just wandering around bored. I’ll look at my watch and decide it’s time for a break. I’ll head out the back door of the museum to the loading dock and look around.Across the Şerifali Escort street from the dock is a park, but it’s almost like a public forest. There are a lot of trees and shrubs. It’s very natural. I’ll start walking towards the park entrance. Something in the back of my mind tries to mention that I don’t have time for a walk, but I don’t care. I walk into the trees. After a few minutes, I turn off the path into a deeply wooded portion of the park. It’s always the same place. It’s a little more difficult picking my way through the thick forest. And somewhere deep in the back of my mind, a small voice asks what I’m doing. But it’s distant and easily dismissed Şerifali Escort Bayan – after all, I’m just taking a walk.Suddenly, I arrive at a very small clearing in the forest. I turn around, but I’m alone. The path from where I came is there, but it’s hard to pick out through the branches.I smile and pull my sweater over my head and off. It’s not that I was warm, but I just decided to. And then I start to unbutton my shirt and peel it back from my shoulders. The small voice returns, asking why, and it doesn’t get a good answer. But this all seems so reasonable – why not get undressed? There’s no one around to see.My hands reach for the button on Escort Şerifali the front of my jeans and they’re quickly unsnapped, unzipped and pulled down. I bend over to pull off my shoes and socks before pulling my feet through the legs of the jeans before tossing them over on top of the sweater and shirt. I stand back up and reach behind my back to work the catches of my bra. The sun feels warm on my bare body, but the breeze is cool and awakens my nipples. The bra joins the clothing pile quickly followed by my panties. The little voice is louder now, and it’s impossible to ignore its suggestion that this is wrong somehow, but it still feels so freeing to be taking off my clothes alone out in nature.I stand up and close my eyes. A sudden wave of… something… comes over me. I don’t know what, but I do begin to feel a little tingle in my most private place. I snake my hand down to my crotch and feel myself. My pussy is damp and my fingers feel so good as they explore myself.

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