My girlfriend and I found ourselves in the Perfect Lover's Retreat last month, I had thought something was a little odd about the place as my usual lucid dreaming techniques weren't working as well as they should have been, but it didn't really hit me how weird it was till we woke up. That's for the end though, here's what I remember from the night.
“Welcome,” a tall well-dressed man said to myself and Laura “to the Perfect Lover's retreat. Where can I direct you to?”
“The mud-bath please” Laura answered, I had thought it was just dream Laura at the time and may have tried to increase her cup-size a few notches when I noticed her, but was confused when it didn't work.
“Very good choice miss, that's down the hall to your left, third door you come across.”
We thanked the man and began walking. The surroundings themselves looked like a ritzy hotel spa, with workers in white clothing bustling about as couples in soft white robes sat around or walked and talked. It didn't take us long to get to the mud-bath room, and we followed another couple in. Somehow though the room was empty except for us once we entered and shut the door, I guess it was meant to be private.
I felt a bit out of my league I usually had better understanding of my own dreams then this, but decided to just run with it since it wasn't exactly unpleasant. The room we were in was exquisitely decorated with marble and precious metals, but sparsely furnished with a single short marble plinth and a pool of mud. The mud made sense to me but I wondered about the plinth. While I was examining the room Laura removed her robe and stepped down into the mud, completely covering herself. I was about to disrobe and join her when she held out her hand in a gesture telling me to stop. I waited a bit and she got out of the pool, totally covered in mud, even over her eyes, and climbed up on to the plinth, somehow not leaving muddy footprints behind. I was about to ask her what she was doing when she called out “Come on Quinn, work on me before I dry!” Suddenly my robe was gone, replaced with an an apron with a few sculpting tools in the pockets and I knew what it was I was supposed to be doing.