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A dream I’ve had few days after the one where I met Felicia for the second time.

I had this one the second night of the second time I went to Okinawa in January 2024, during my first night in a cheap hostel in Naha city where I stayed for the first time at the occasion, my first trip in Okinawa having been exclusively in Kunigami to visit the area of the ex-Felicia Church wedding hall and the Okuma resort.

There was no Light element — at least as I expect — and nothing indicated that the woman I saw in this dream was Felicia, altho she had the same general features.

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In this dream, I found myself in the same place where I was sleeping — in a tiny room with a high ceiling and two wide « bunk beds » installed between three walls. I think it was the first dream I’ve had where I was dreaming at the exact place I was sleeping in.

So I « woke up » where I was sleeping for real ; and looking down towards the room’s floor, I saw that a girl was sat on the edge of the bed under me, since I decided to sleep on the superior bed.

She looked like an asian girl with an ample sweatshirt and a short bottom exposing her legs like a dolphin shorts. I don’t know what she was doing, her attention like absorbed on a smartphone, but she quickly sensed that I woke up and looked over her to look at me. She then got up as if she was expecting me to wake up, and left the room by a door facing the beds that wasn’t in the room for real (the room’s door was next to the beds towards the foot sides, not the accessible edges that this « magical door » was facing instead).

I then laid down on my bed again ; while someone else just entered in the room. I sensed that it was a young woman, but since the room was immersed in the dark, I couldn’t see who it was and it was a bit scary at first. She climbed the wooden ladder to join my bed, dominating me for a short moment before laining down next to me…

She then switched the light of my bed on, activating the interruptor over my head. And I was suddenly facing a blue-eyed blonde young woman smiling at me widely — like the cat in Alice in Wonderland (slight exaggeration). And it was the clearest body I’ve ever seen in a dream, appreciating the thickness or height of her upper eyelids, mostly, as she was staring at me vividly and delightfuly. Her skin was lightly tanned as if she went outside enough during the summer, had yellow blonde hairs dressed in a ponytail (I imagine Felicia having rather light ash blonde hairs, not sunflower blonde like this), and she was wearing a black bikini set.

In my mind, she didn’t looked exactly like Felicia, rather like a friend of hers, but she was obviously sexy, the encounter was singular… and she also « switched the light on » (which didn’t woke me up, surprisingly).

She deposed a hand on my right shoulder as I was lain on the side by herself ; and in return I touched and held her left arm which hand was holding myself. A slim and long arm with firm muscles like the ones of tall and slender African women. And it was the most palpable carnal or tactile contact I’ve ever felt in a dream so far, appreciating the rounded slenderness and the condensed strenght of her arm, almost feeling the fine muscles and the solid bones under her perfect skin. I also saw her free hand, the one of her right arm flexed on the bed under her lain body, and appreciated the cleanliness and the lenght of her nails with the inner extremities very deep in the skin.

At some point, I sensed that we were not alone in the room : Somehow, another girl was on the bed behind myself. So I asked to the young woman looking like Felicia something like « Vous êtes deux ? » (Is there two of you ?) — and she suddenly got around me by the foot side of the bed to join the other girl as I turned myself to face them.

The blonde woman was now behind the other one, also wearing a black bikini set, who looked rather banal and as tall as myself. And I could see the body of the blonde girl now that she was distanced enough — rather tall and very athletic, her waist trimmed by well defined obliques and her bikini having multiple sets of strings fusing over her bassin. 

She then said something like « Peut-être qu’on est trois. » (Maybe there’s three of us.) And I sensed that another girl was climbing the ladder of the bed behind me…

And I woke up. (Probably fearing for myself.)