"ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz,"  Mike was definitely asleep, his subconscious trying desperately to remember that it's Caressa and not Carissa...desperately.  He slept on his side facing towards the goddess's bed, his arm under his pillow resting under his head.  He wasn't talking in his sleep fortunately but that doesn't mean his dreams weren't full of sexy fun.  He was both Maria and Caressa in his dreams, they were talking down the street either holding hands or arms interlocked or even with an arm around a waist.  In his dream they would share kisses and laugh, each would act a little out of character (based on few hours he's spent with them at least).  The goddess would not be so uptight about her or anyone else's sexuality and the demoness would not be so manipulative (not that Mike has picked up on that yet of course)...in truth it seems like a mix of both seems to be the perfect girlfriend his subconscious seems to be creating for him.<br/><br/>Still the effect in the physical world was that he remained at full mast like he's been since they both showed up in his apartment.