The top of Josslyn’s satin nightgown was pulled aside by a finger, which exposed her left breast as she slept. The tip of the finger circled part of her breast. A hand cupped her breast and applied some pressure on it for a moment.
Josslyn squirmed and writhed in her sleep. She lay on her back with a contented smile. If she could have purred, she would have.
The tip of the finger brushed across her lips, then pulled away as Josslyn let out her tongue and slid it across her upper lip. She arched her back as hands caressed her breasts. Mmmm, yes, Josslyn thought with a contented sigh. Oh, Nathan . . . The finger pressed the inner thigh above the knee and trailed upwards. It inched closer and closer toward her womanhood. Oh, yes. That’s right . . . Oh, Nathan . . . More . . . Yes . . . The finger crept up a little more. Oh, Nathan, my love. Josslyn puckered her lips and desired a kiss.
Lips brushed across hers. Then a sudden exhale of malodorous breath emitted a visible plume of incandescent yellowish-green vapor.
The potent stench forced Josslyn awake with an abrupt, spasmodic jerk. Her heart pounded in her chest.
She sensed someone climb on top of her and weigh her down. Her hands and legs were unable to move, and she felt as if she were being smothered, her lungs emptying of air and her lips unable to part so she could gasp for air. She realized she had sleep paralysis, then forced herself to relax. She took long, deep, slow breaths and told her arms and legs to relax . . . relax . . . relax . . .
After a few moments, she looked down and saw that the top of her nightgown covered her breasts. She shifted her head to the left and saw Nathan asleep with his back to her. She raised her hand and touched one side of her face. Her flesh felt cold, damp, and clammy. She touched her forehead and felt beads of sweat. She turned to glance at the clock on the nightstand on her side of the bed.
The red digits on the face of the alarm clock with the built-in flasher showed the time was 3:00 a.m. “Dead time,” as paranormal researchers and investigators called it—the time when spirits and ghosts are most active and when people get Electronic Voice Phenomena (EVPs) or actual sightings of apparitions.
The Lord rebuke that wicked dream! Josslyn prayed in her mind. In the name of Jesus, I rebuke that wicked dream! I bind it and lift it up into the hand of the Lord and I loose the power of the Holy Spirit to convict the author of this sacrilegious dream of its guilt and turn its reproach upon its own head! I plead the precious blood of Jesus over me and my family and our house. In the perfect, holy name and spirit of Jesus Christ, amen!
Several moments later, Josslyn fell asleep without further eerie dreams.