He dreams as he lays there, nestled against her.  At first, he is back home, things are good, then he enters the forest, finding the pool of water.  He tries to get out, but every time, just when he thinks he is going to exit the forest, he finds himself before the pool of water.<br/><br/>The first rays of dawn, shining on his face, cause Jules to stir.  Slowly, he eyes open, his surroundings become clear.  Where did that waterfall come from, he has to wonder, listening to the crashing of the water.  And off to one side, there are clothes... in a manner of speaking.  He sits up, hands lifting the corset thingie, studying it.  Not sure what it is, or even if he is holding it rightside up.  Setting it back down, his eyes glance over the collar, shivering at the sight of it.<br/><br/>Jules almost jumps when he hears her voice, he thought he was alone for the moment.  He looks about in the direction it came from, then he sees her.  He blinks as she claims he liked it.  He shakes his head, "I... I don't know what you are talking about..." he trails off, blushing slightly.  Did he...  of course not.  He couldn't have...  could he?<br/><br/>It is with those thoughts that he makes his way into the water, testing it, before going in.  Standing there in the waist deep water, rubbing his hands over his arms and chest.  Pondering if she meant what she said, or is she messing with his mind.  Turning, so his back is to her, as he washes his manhood, and legs, and back.  Trying to get clean as fast as he can.  Finally, dipping his head in the water, and rubbing his neck and hair and face clean.<br/><br/>Turning back towards her, he walks back out of the water, the droplets running from his hair, down his neck and back, and down to the ground.