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So last night I had this dream, that my husband thinks is related to my
others. I was in an apartment, belonging to "S" and she was going to
Europe for a week. She had decided to sublet the apartment, but wanted
me to stay there while these strangers were there. I led these people
in, and walking into the back bedroom, I looked into the closet, and
realized that it led to a whole other part of the apartment I never
knew existed. Walking through, I saw more rooms, and kept thinking to
myself, "we can make this into a bedroom, we can make this into another
bedroom" and at one point, referring to an expanse of marble floor, "we
can put a jacuzzi here". I ended up in a kitchen, with the father of
the family that was staying there, and he offered me a snack cake from
a box of Drake's Cakes. I took one, but then told him that Tastycakes
were much better, and we got into a serious discussion about the strong
points of both. A large Swedish gay man appeared, who was apparently
their masseuse, and grabbed my shirt, pulling it off like some exotic
dancer, and began rubbing me down. It felt incredible. He then
proceeded to tell the father that he agreed with me, that Tastycakes
are better, and they're his guilty pleasure. He also told me that it
was his secret ambition to be a body piercer. He told me how he wanted
to pierce his lip or labret(maybe both) and his bellybutton. He also
told me how he had wanted to pierce his nipples, but his lovah
said they were "too gay". It was at this point, that the entire dream
started over again, playing the whole thing through the exact same way.
It repeated this way five times. (Talk about recuring dreams! LOL)
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Date: 2005-02-10 11:41 pm (UTC)Mmmm now you made me want a li'l Debbie....
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Date: 2005-02-11 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-11 03:55 am (UTC)boy I wish I dreamed about gay masseuses that took my clothes off like an exotic dancer.. Mmm.
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Date: 2005-02-11 04:14 am (UTC)There'd be a familiar building, and it would have a doorway or stairwell that wasn't there in the real world, and it would lead to all kinds of connected rooms. A lot of times she'd have one or more 'clones' with her running around, or sometimes she'd be traveling with a child or children. Sometimes she'd be keeping just ahead of someone following, sometimes just exploring.
Never had a massage from a large Swedish gay man in one of those dreams though. I think I'm missing out!