She know! (it's real).

Jenna loved lucid dreaming! She loved the feeling of the sun on her bare skin. Of being completely exposed and completely at ease at the same time.

Here was she was the "girl next door" cute wallflower the center of the whole teams support and attention as they walked around slowly making their way towards the 11am Cage the Elephant show.

Jenna had accepted a ride on Nolans shoulders and was currently surveying a similiar crowd of thousands stretching on as far as the eye could see that was common in her dreams.

They had gotten to the show early enough to spread out a blanket and claim some space about 1/5 of the way up towards the stage. off on the left side a bit.

Jenna and the other girls had sat and talked, danced and generally just caught up hanging out on the blanket while the guys did the same standing around the edge. Guarding their scantily clad friends. As the shoulder to shoulder crowd filled in around them over the last hour or so.

It was about 35 minutes into Cage the Elephants set when it happened. Jenna had been completely naked on Nolans shoulders for almost a half hour groving along with the music. Looking over the sea of faces in all directions was intoxicating, she was intimately aware of every inch of exposed flesh and the intensity of what was happening was almost too much.

The fact she couldn't will herself clothes was her first clue something was off. She didn't tend to lose control of dreams unless they were about to become proper nightmares. And the feeling of exposer was refusing to take a back seat to rocking out.

She desided this dream had gone quite far enough and leaned back unexpectedly intending to trigger her falling wake up reflex. She closed her eyes as she did this expecting to come to plesantly at the massage station.

She even felt the hands working her back... Wait that was entirely too many hands. And some of them were being a bit rough with how they were grabbing her.

Jenna opened her eyes to see her own completely naked vissage starfished out with her arms and legs spreading her weight over a dozen stangers as she drifter away from her friends on a current they couldn't follow.

Jenna began to freak out and buck her hips pulling at her arms and kicking with her legs until she was overwhelmed by the entire ordeal and passed out.

She came to in the medical tent, when she had passed out security had waded into the crowd and got her out. and to a first aid station.

As she stirred she found herself on a stretcher as she sat up someone handed her a cup full of gatoraid like sportsdrink. and began fanning the naked coed with a paddle fan.

After taking a couple moments to collect herself Jenna got a ride back to her car with the security team.

She hid her face with her hands and curled down as much as she could. As the golfcart made its way across the grounds towards the parking lot.

The team dutifully didn't leave her behind until she got into her car... which of course she couldnt do without her keys.

She spent the better part of an hour zooming around on the passanger seat of a golf cart tracking down her purse shoes and keys. Her socks were lost in the ether along the way.

When she finally got home she found her social media accounts exploding with disbelieving comments and reactions. Facebook was bad. Twitter was even worse...

It's safe to safe she knows.