Sylvia thought for a moment, though in the dream-world her thoughts were disjointed and confused, almost relying on instinct and primal desire rather than intelligence.  As she tried to focus, all she could think of was how wonderful those vines felt, and how beautiful the nymph was, and how much her body almost ached for more attention.  "I... I want... pleasure," she said, almost in a trance as she walked to the nymph, surrendering to her subconscious desires.<br/><br/>When she got close to the nymph, she reached out, touching her lightly on the cheek, then drew closer to give her a kiss, feeliings of need and desire apparent from her actions.