Roguetta

In the morning I'm in bed, I can't recall if this was lucid or not but I was in control, and I started thinking about physical contact. Much to my surprise, this thinking lead to the feeling of arms wrapped around my stomach and holding me tight. This freaked me out a bit because I don't like unwarranted touching, so after some struggle I kicked the invisible hands away and went down stairs as fast as possible. I didn't expect whatever it was to follow, but I also didn't want to chance more unwanted hugs. Downstairs my family was there and for whatever reason, my mother had a bunch of sexual toys in her arms. I tried to get outside but sadly she forced a pink, vibrator I think into my hands. I wasn't to keen on it and tried to get rid of it, that happened easily as someone tackled me and it fell out of my hands. It was a guy, tall and obviously not my age but young. As nice as it was to have men falling for me, it wasn't nice to have them falling into me and with obvious reason. After he started kissing my neck, images of a movie character I like smiling down at me showed in my head almost blocking my view of his face, I made every effort to shove him off and it worked. But then I had to run because he chased me, I went into the house thinking someone might help but he was in there as well. Leaning back in a chair we don't own in the living room, he pulled me over and I half sat in his lap and half spilled over his right shoulder trying to get away. I think I didn't try so hard because it was nice being held but also not in this way and at this moment. I also think when I got out of his arm.hold that he let me go, because I think he could have held on longer. I ran away from the house and in a more overhead camera view, I saw myself running and him in the front yard looking at me go. I could hear him say he was going to get me back, he said it to a friend and even though I wasn't there I heard it clearly but in a whisper.