Dreamy Sensuality This journal is from Madeline's growing collection of journals at Madeline's YesRoom (http://www.yesroom.com). In addition to more journals, you can find erotic stories and softcore site reviews at Madeline's YesRoom. Enjoy! ********************** Dreamy Sensuality by Madeline 20 September 2000 This journal may be reposted to usenet and the web under the following conditions: (1) No fee is charged to view the journal, (2) a link to Madeline's YesRoom (http://www.yesroom.com) is included, (3) Madeline is e-mailed at madeline@yesroom.com informing her of the repost, and (4) the text is not altered, including this copyright notice. Thanks! -- Madeline ********************** I hate to nap. I always feel terrible after a nap. I wander around in a fog, unable to focus or concentrate. But despite all these disincentives, I find myself lured into a nap every two weeks or so. No, it's not due to sleep deprivation. It's not due to stress. It's not due to exhaustion. I find myself lured into a nap by the dreamy sexuality of falling asleep in the middle of the day. When I fall asleep at night, it's a quick affair. One moment I'm awake and reading. I get sleepy. I turn off the light, kiss my husband, and close my eyes. Poof! The next moment I'm asleep. But naps are a whole other story. I float in that warm, sensual, image-rich space between wakefulness and sleep for what seems like eons. Vivid imaginings and sexual musings permeate my brain. Clouds of thought and feeling form and then scatter with the slightest breeze. Rich color and sound and people and places with no connection to each other merge into one. My senses gain a heightened awareness of the cool breeze flowing through the room and over my skin. I wrap myself in the warm down of my comforter, tinged by the cool surface of my cotton sheets. I roll from one side of the bed to the other, hiding my previously exposed flesh under the warmth of the covers and exposing what was previously hidden in warmth. I relish the freedom and luxury of the heightened sensations of this dreamy state. It is pure sensual decadence. It is this decadence that I find myself lured into on occasion. Even knowing that I will pay the price later, I will choose to suspend myself in this dreamy sexual arousal. I will choose to immerse myself in this luscious sensuality. The foggy aftershock seems like a small price to pay in return. -- Madeline ********************** Madeline madeline@yesroom.com Madeline's YesRoom http://www.yesroom.com Madeline's YesRoom offers high-quality erotic stories, Madeline's journals, softcore site reviews, erotic penpals, and chat. Updated daily!