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perzephone
I've had two sex dreams in the past coupla weeks, which leaves me wondering if I need something I'm not getting... or if I'm actually getting something I need.
One was a masturbation dream - something about getting horny while watching snakes mate, being in a bookstore bathroom & diddling myself w/a bottle of some kind of green gel (probably an aloe vera gel, but it could have been hand sanitizer)... and actually having an orgasm in my dream. There were other things mixed up in that dream, now that I'm remembering it. Bits & pieces. I was supposed to be going somewhere w/someone & they were waiting for me... and trying to find the 'right' version of the Necronomicon in the bookstore, the one that actually worked, not H. P. Lovecraft's version of it. Something dark was in the bookstore, too - some kind of bogey. And the proprietor was like an occult version of the Comic Bookstore Guy on the Simsons. Anyway, there I was in the sunny bathroom jilling off w/a bottle of something green.
And last night when I laid down for a restless nap before going to work I dreamt I was having sex w/Rob & had an orgasm in the dream.
Going back to work last night was odd. I had to stop & think about everything all over again, had to use the checklist. Since I was training Kelly, I haven't actually done the audit in a month or so. And since I wasn't on auto-pilot, I felt every single one of those 10 hours click by, minute by minute. Everyone was happy to see me again even tho Kelly apparently did fairly well while she was on her own.
Gods, 'Buck Rogers' is on - it's way time to go to bed.
One was a masturbation dream - something about getting horny while watching snakes mate, being in a bookstore bathroom & diddling myself w/a bottle of some kind of green gel (probably an aloe vera gel, but it could have been hand sanitizer)... and actually having an orgasm in my dream. There were other things mixed up in that dream, now that I'm remembering it. Bits & pieces. I was supposed to be going somewhere w/someone & they were waiting for me... and trying to find the 'right' version of the Necronomicon in the bookstore, the one that actually worked, not H. P. Lovecraft's version of it. Something dark was in the bookstore, too - some kind of bogey. And the proprietor was like an occult version of the Comic Bookstore Guy on the Simsons. Anyway, there I was in the sunny bathroom jilling off w/a bottle of something green.
And last night when I laid down for a restless nap before going to work I dreamt I was having sex w/Rob & had an orgasm in the dream.
Going back to work last night was odd. I had to stop & think about everything all over again, had to use the checklist. Since I was training Kelly, I haven't actually done the audit in a month or so. And since I wasn't on auto-pilot, I felt every single one of those 10 hours click by, minute by minute. Everyone was happy to see me again even tho Kelly apparently did fairly well while she was on her own.
Gods, 'Buck Rogers' is on - it's way time to go to bed.
