Yawning her, Mayae slipped into her meditative trance, and spent a mere two hours in it, waking at strange sounds, and then trancing back out again. After she finished trancing, she did her morning mental exercises, and offered a prayer to her goddess, and waited until dawn. Once dawn broke, she slid around her lover and straddled her hips, pushing the strands of her outfit out of the way and pulling Ann's dress up, and then leaned down, pressing her swollen breasts against Ann's lovely, pure cleavage. She then began to kiss her, welcoming her back to the real world to a loving partner.<br/><br/>Mayae knew that she was a bard, and a powerful one at that, and could not understand how she had gotten so powerful at such a young age. She was well into her last decade of her first century before she was even considered acceptable to join an adventuring group. It had taken another 40 years to get where she was today.<br/><br/>Pushing those thoughts from her head, she continued her sexual assult upon her lover, seeing how long it would take before she returned to awareness.