Well my succubus visited me again last night,actually it was more early morning as per usual.She's visited me a few times in the last few years.
I didn't sleep well last night,I've got quite a badly bruised rib and I'm not one for sleeping in the same position for a long time.
My radio alarm clock was set for 6.00am and at about 5.30am I thought I had woke up,as usual when she visits it started with sleep paralysis and me trying to wake myself up,then she put her arms round me.At first it scares me but then I tend to realise it's not real.She then,to put it politely,massaged me.
I then thought I'd woke up again a couple of times,only to be accosted again each time
The last time I thought I could hear Duran Duran singing and,in my sleep,turned to switch my alarm off (which wouldn't have been possible if I'd been actually awake because my bruised rib wouldn't have allowed this without great pain) and there were no numerals to see.At which point she was on my back again.
I dread to thing how someone with belief in the supernatural would cope with this
I actually enjoyed it .Apart from the paralysis,which is quite scary
I've decided to name her not_ally in a bag
This is a true story,not one of my silly jokes btw