Not again, this was the fourth time that Miss Giovanni had passed out in class. The last she was sent to the nurse with the assistance of a student, the first few times she let her sleep through class the first she disturbed it and the second she woke with the next class present but what could one do? She had been informed of this disorder and nothing seemed to help so Miss Suzuki allowed her to sleep out the remainder of the Lit class. Bria worked hard to make up for it so she didn't have a huge problem with it if such continued as long as the girl wasn't disrupting class. She had hope the out burst as she screamed herself awake was a one time thing, no, that wasn't true, Bria was awake after dozing but the hallucinations from her sleep paralysis were particularly strong that day.

But meanwhile Bria dozed with nary a care to the world right about then, she was quick to enter REM sleep as the scene unfolded around her and she found herself up in front of the class, introductions being made to the very same Literature class that she had been immersed in.

Wraith had taken note of the new girl, smiling seeing her fall asleep so easily and without warning. This could be fun. When it happens this time he enters her mind, giving her a brief chill. He then observes her dream to determine how to turn it against her.

It starts out simply enough, an introduction to the new class of whom she was, a little background information and since she was transferring into the class she it was asked who would share their notes to catch Bria up a bit.

She approaches a girl, Monica who volunteers taking a seat beside her. After class she is to give her the notes.

Monica has piercing green eyes and shoulder length brown hair. Her chest is not that big but above average and her creamy skin is flawless. Class continues and it appears that Monica is one of the gifted ones since she takes her attention a way from this lesson to share some insight with her as to where they are just now, though Bria begins day dreaming a little, wondering about the orientation of the girl as she considers fanciful things that begin dancing through her mind though she tries to listen to Monica.

Ah, another bicurious girl Wraith noted. He takes control of the dream, but doesn't allow anything too bizarre to occur yet. Monica waves her hand in front of Bria calling her name. "Bria? Briiiaa? You still with me?" When Bria comes back around, she would find it was just the two of them in the classroom.

“Hm,” she snaps out of it and looks around noticing that they are alone in the room. “Crap, I must have fallen asleep again ...”

Though she is unaware if she were dreaming now or if she sleep and class emptied with Monica staying. In any event she doesn't recall her limbs being paralyzed but judging by Monica's actions she just may have been awake and zoned out.

“I'm sorry, I must have zone out there, the last thing I remember is introducing ,myself then taking my seat so what did I miss? Nothing good I hope. I can tell you, narcolepsy really, really sucks though it does get me out of a lot of things in PE that I only care for because I can't do them but if I could I wouldn't want to do them.”

"Oh you were awake Bria, you just spaced out for a moment." Monica respond going back to her studies for a brief moment. "You're wondering if I like other girls, aren't you Bria?" She asks without even looking up from her notebook.

This was a new one, she didn’t remember though this was better than the normal wake up scream, well waking up, hallucinating then screaming as a result. Spacing out was something that she actually preferred to the usual.

She considered though, perhaps she muttered something in her sleep, something that gave Monica some sort of clue as to this.

“Eh? No, what gives you that idea?” she lies then looks away, embarrassed to admit just that she blushes a little as she looks away from her at that moment.

"Oh really?" Monica stands up and moves in front of Bria then puts her hands over her chest. "Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want to see these."

She watches Monica move and gazes up at her. “I … I don't want to see them.” She states though her features display a deep blush. Her eyes dart away though before she even gets half way through the statement obviously in denial.

"I don't believe you. In fact, I know for a fact you want to do more than just see them." Monica start unbuttoning her blouse then lifts her bra showing Bria exactly what she wanted to see. "Want to touch them?"

“What are you doing?!” She frantically looks back and forth with wide eyes as if expecting to see someone there though they were alone. She's probably more embarrassed than Monica is, her cheeks burning with heat and embarrassment though her gaze falls to the lacy bra then to the exposed flesh as it is revealed to her.

“G-Get your clothes back on, someone could walk in here at any moment!” She frantically looks towards the door as she rises to her feet, this, this isn't happening! Stuff like the you read about in Penthouse letters, it never really happened, right?

"I know. Makes it more exciting doesn't it?" Monica says grinning. She reaches out taking Bria's hand and placing it on one of her breasts. "Go ahead. Rub it. You know you want to."

She swallows a little, glancing back to the door but does nor resist as her hand is pulled forward. The contact is warm and her hand slow moves against it. She had groped her own breasts, never someone else. Provided the door doesn't burst open her other hand begins to trace over the other breast, which of course are much larger than her own, most girl's had bigger chests than she, no surprise there. She was envious compared to her meager breasts so the touch is quite different. There is simply more to touch.

Monica smiles as Bria touches her other breast on her own. Her nipples would soon become erect from Bria's touch, and she lets out a soft moan. "Shall I show you more?" Without any hesitation, she begins to remove the last of her clothes. Her panties she takes off slowly, teasing Bria's eyes and smirking before bending down as she finally slides them off.

Wow, she is stunned as she was going to check to see if the door locked but forgets at the display before her, turning her attention to Monica, she blushes fiercely as if she were the one naked here.

“We're going to get caught ...” she sighs though still holding those breasts though in her grasp. Oh fudge it, Bria!

She steps back hitting a desk, and going wide eyed in disbelief. “Can I. Can I see your pussy?” Even when she plays with herself seeing that exact spot is rather difficult.