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soobiebearHad a big dream last night, like I've not had in a good long while. It's fading already but I want to get down what I can remember. Doesn't make any sense either but that's how dreams go. Sure beats the little Mogga dream I had the night before where he just looked at me from the scaffolding and I woke up.
I don't remember how it started exactly, but I had the feeling I'd been dreaming for a while. I was at home, my house, and I'd gotten a birthday card. It was like a coupon for free sex with someone named Stephen down the block. I don't know any Stephen who lives there nor do I know who lives in that house either. So I got on my coat and walked to his house which was suddenly next door. So I knock on the door and out steps Steve Clark, looking circa 1984. Said he was Steve's brother Stephen. Some small talk exchanged and I ended up servicing him on the small concrete stairs that go into the front door. Then he put me on my back on the sidewalk and had sex, but it wasn't Steve anymore it was Sav. Full sunlight, no cover, wasn't cold, and there was a nice crowd hanging around his door watching. So then he said we were married when he was done. I went back home felling really happy.
Next thing I knew I was going into a large buffett type room with a man taller than me. Loads of white-blonde men with big teased hair were at the buffet getting food. Found out it was actually a funeral for Steve. I met his brothers who looked identical to him.
Then I was at work talking to Sandy, trying to tell her why Sav was attached at my hip and how I'd been married over the weekend and been to a funeral.
I'm hoping I can remember more as I think about it, but I think a lot of it is already gone. :( Haven't had an actual sex dream like that in ages, and even longer since I actually slept well enough to orgasm while I was asleep. Bath last night must have done wonders for relaxing me.
Off to work now, should be easier than normal as it's a Baker day. He's demanding, rightfully so for patient care, and pleasant to work with. Such a change from the other coked out doctor.
I don't remember how it started exactly, but I had the feeling I'd been dreaming for a while. I was at home, my house, and I'd gotten a birthday card. It was like a coupon for free sex with someone named Stephen down the block. I don't know any Stephen who lives there nor do I know who lives in that house either. So I got on my coat and walked to his house which was suddenly next door. So I knock on the door and out steps Steve Clark, looking circa 1984. Said he was Steve's brother Stephen. Some small talk exchanged and I ended up servicing him on the small concrete stairs that go into the front door. Then he put me on my back on the sidewalk and had sex, but it wasn't Steve anymore it was Sav. Full sunlight, no cover, wasn't cold, and there was a nice crowd hanging around his door watching. So then he said we were married when he was done. I went back home felling really happy.
Next thing I knew I was going into a large buffett type room with a man taller than me. Loads of white-blonde men with big teased hair were at the buffet getting food. Found out it was actually a funeral for Steve. I met his brothers who looked identical to him.
Then I was at work talking to Sandy, trying to tell her why Sav was attached at my hip and how I'd been married over the weekend and been to a funeral.
I'm hoping I can remember more as I think about it, but I think a lot of it is already gone. :( Haven't had an actual sex dream like that in ages, and even longer since I actually slept well enough to orgasm while I was asleep. Bath last night must have done wonders for relaxing me.
Off to work now, should be easier than normal as it's a Baker day. He's demanding, rightfully so for patient care, and pleasant to work with. Such a change from the other coked out doctor.
