Tales from the sun chaser.

I remember dreaming about HER. She gave me the keys to her car, and I believe I needed to pick her up later. I spent the rest of the dream talking to a guy who was supposedly related to me.

I really want to see HER in a lucid and find out if she has a damn name.....it's kinda bugging me now.

I was at some party, like prom. Drinks were being served and free food was everywhere. I think D's parents were helping out with the food, and they also spiked the punch. I didn't really have time for that, because I was busy playing with some girls. They were taking turns stroking me, and I was playing with them....everything else gets a little fuzzy.

I'm climbing up a 100 foot rope, and I'm sure I know whats going to happen (most of these dreams I end up half way or near the top, and I can't make it...so i just panic till the dream ends) but I go anyway. I get close to the stop and realize that the rope is attached to the side of the pole, doesn't lead to the bridge itself. I grabbed on to one of the structures, wrapped my leg around the leg of the bridge and eventually pulled myself up. I was so happy that I got up there, because I really thought I was going to fall and die. Some of the other DC's up there started talking about some guy who makes that climb all the time, and he usually runs around doing parkour with weapons. Who cares, I was still proud of myself.

I'm in my room, and it looks like it used to years ago. I call in this woman, and she's a short brunette chick, with a small swastika tattoo on her left cheek. Maybe at some point I was lucid, because I knew she was coming in my room for one thing only. We stripped down, and I climbed on top of her and put it in half way. I was in a push up position, and her butt was elevated. She rocked her hips around in circles teasing me until I finally trusted into her with full force. She wrapped her legs around me, and I continued pounding her until I came. I thought I was the only one who got off, but she said she came twice, and I noticed that she wasn't lying when I pulled out. A mixture of both of our juices flowed out from her. I was so excited....I felt a rush and was hard again. She told me that she had to go. We started getting dressed and I asked her about her tattoo. It was so feint that I thought it was done by a ring. She told me it was a tattoo. She asked if I was offended by it. I told her I wasn't, but it seemed odd to have a tattoo on her face. She gave me a black and gray pair of shorts that she wanted me to wear. They looked like the red and gray ones I was JUST putting on. I didn't mention that because they were a gift. I thanked her, popped the tags and put them on. The dream faded.