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　The primary subject of the dream was Valley and myself. The time frame is current and modern-present. Therefore the dream takes place now, after she and I have already been divorced for many years (as of mid-year 2018). She and I are lounging on the floor together in a typically decorated bedroom (however, it seems to have no bed). The location is unfamiliar. There is a close familiarity to our conversation and demeanor towards each other. Our interactions are drawing us nearer to one another. We are right in front of each other, a breaths distance away. ⁣

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　It is no secret that I have always (~in the contexts of the dream~) harbored ongoing affections and desires for her, despite my efforts to push it down and bury those feelings. The thoughts of a reignited reunion with her has always dwelt in my deeper innermost thoughts. She knows this (the dream version). But is physically hesitant to allow herself to act upon such a notion. Though her eyes betray her thoughts and wonderment at such possibilities. I tease and test the conversation, by mentioning that a re-marriage is a subject that should be placed back on the table for us. ⁣

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　We are closer now, speaking to each other in breathy whispers. Our bodies are warming as we playfully but innocently touch an arm, a leg, or brush the hair from our faces. Valley seems more curious now to the idea of a renewed romance fostering between us. She moves her body closer to me, willing me to touch her. My hand glides from her leg to her stomach, then, under her shirt to her chest. My fingers tease from above the lip of her bra.⁣

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　Suddenly, a person whizzes by from the open doorway, into the bedroom and towards the bathroom (~uncanny blur and inhuman quickness~). Very quickly they move from the bathroom, back out of the bedroom. Neither of us know who that was! But the sudden appearance causes me to retract my hand and we both share small giggles at the unexpected interruption. Plus this temporary pause does nothing to to cool the building heat and passion flowing between us. Maybe we both even feel bolstered by it (the “danger” of being caught)?! We press together in a kiss, our breathing is heavy. Our bodies are hot. I maneuver to her back, as she leans to her back against my chest. We are both still sitting on the floor. I reach my hand down, the tips of my fingers just barely sliding past the seam of her pants, past the elastic of her panties. The tip of my finger grazes gently across the upper most area of her womanly place.⁣

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　We are talking in breathy whispers, nearly silent and listening to each other’s breathing. Breaking the passionate moment for a quick second, Valley says; “Let me get this.” She pushes up off me, then faster than I can comprehend (~I only looked down for a moment, to adjust my sitting angle and legs~); she had closed and locked the door, pulled down and discarded her pants and panties in one smooth motion. And just as I was looking back up towards her; she was already laying on the floor, chest down, back arched and bottom pressed up into the air. And she was waiting for me to join her. ⁣

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　                               [I awake then, before any more happens.]

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* PERSONAL NOTE: Nearly a year later, retrospectively, I can’t help but wonder if many of these ‘earlier stage’ dreams I had had around this time; was either a succubus actively present, based on my curiosities. Or if it was Lilith Herself; testing me, perhaps to see if I’m actually safe, worthy or worthwhile to entertain the possibility of allowing a bond to be shared with one of Her kin? *