This painting I had chanced across several times in the last week in the course of my research. Pretty isn't she? Anyway.... I knew she wanted to have sex and felt she would get angry if I refused. I didn't like kissing her because our teeth clashed (hardly surprising) and she had bad breath. We had sex.
The scene changed suddenly but this time we were stood up in the room (which I didn't recognise) and it was much brighter than before and she had a nice greeny blue sheen to her skin but essentially looked the same. We went for it a second time and at some point during I woke up. I had 'semi' control over the dream.
Dammit why do I not think of doing my RCs in my dream? I realise I'm dreaming so why?? This is somewhat frustrating and I am doing my RCs during the day. Any ideas?
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