Aria woke up to a disturbing dream that had plagued her that night. Her alarm had not gone off yet and the colors of the sky seemed to change as she stared aimlessly through her window. Golden shafts shooting upwards from the sun. The dream.It wasn't so much of a bad dream but it wasn't exactly a good one either, especially not at the time. It would complicate things because you see, the dream was about Jacob. An erotic sensual phantasm of her and her new boss. It had been a fairly long time since Aria had had a wet dream and so this bothered her. Flashes of pictures, memories of the dream flared all over eyes, burned through her mind as she struggled to keep him off her thoughts. She failed miserably. The details were still as clear as glass in her subdued memory. The images of his rugged handsome face leaning forward and planting a kiss on the base of her throat. Her whimpers as he carried on. She remembered digging her hand into his thick hair, begging for him to stop but never