Narelle stirred into a hazy awareness still half conscious from the effect of drowsiness of her sleep, she really wanted to go back from the tingling dream. Until realization washed that prickly pleasure over with dread and shame. Once again she stumbled off of her bed and ran straight towards the bathroom.
The peach colored panty was now stained from the result of her body reaction towards the fever dream ruled by her thirsty subconscious. With the lingering effect of the imagery still flashing at the back of her mind, involuntarily her body shuddered from aching, stripping her clothing off her body she hopped in the shower while washing her stained underwear under the running water over her head.
After cleaning her panty including her filthy, carnal need with a cold shower, the tensi
