Lynn awoke stretching broadly yawning with clinched fist. She bumped the dream catcher that still lay on the bed next to her. The TV was on that she had fell asleep watching. Laying there a moment to collect her thoughts she pulled the covers off of her in ready to roll out of the bed.
When her feet hit the floor she sat there and wiped her eyes and face looking around the room. Contemplating her days events. Her mind began to recall the events the last few days and her longing for home was growing.
"I'll go to the storage and go through my Uncle's things, then I can go home," she thought to herself. Still sitting on the bed she looked back at the dream catcher that spread out in it's oval shape with green and white beads. It's four feathers fanned out slightly from it's bottom.
Her mind wondered of the tall Indian that had been filling her with passion. His strong presence and even stronger desires. Her lips curled up into a smile at the thoughts of his ravishing.
"I wish he would just take me and ... well!" She thought to herself with a mischievous smile. The light in the room grew brighter and she shielded her eyes. The back of her hand touched her forehead then the illumination faded. Lynn looked up to see the Indian that she so desired. He walked towards her as she darted her eyes towards the dream catcher. It was still on the bed but now she only saw 3 feathers on it.
Her mind was beginning to piece the puzzle together but became was distracted as the tall Indian took her. Pulling Lynn to him with his strong and powerful hands. His lips pressed to hers while he held her tight. His tongue darted into her mouth deeply. She went to wrap her arms around him when she felt something in her hand. He was licking and kissing her neck and shoulders feverishly as she pulled her hand to her face and saw the feather that her hand held. Just then she saw it disappear. She closed her eyes and opened them in disbelief. The tall Indian was now pressing his large frame into her as they laid upon the bed.