Tales from the sun chaser.

I'm at this house, that kind of reminds me of my old one, and I'm talking to this beautiful Thai or Indian woman. She wants her daughter (girl I'm dating) to take up a musical instrument. The mother doesn't recall what she took up when she was younger, but she wanted her to take that up again. She was asking me if I had any idea, and I told her I thought it was either the piano or violin. We were in her room, and I suggested that more than likely whatever she played would be in here. Eventually she left, and my "girlfriend" walked in.

We kissed, and I playfully pinned her down for a second, and she quickly reminded me that her moms was right down the hallway. We talked about something else for a brief moment, and headed to another room. This room was my old one, and there were like three other girls there at least. They started talking about how big the bed was, and I was trying to be modest about it. One of the girls "L" started stripping for no apparent reason. Since my girl was there, I decided to turn the other way, and look out of the window.

Suddenly I found myself marching with this special military unit. We were in this neighbor hood that was in the middle of the desert. Everyone sort of had their own specialized gear, and no soldier looked like the next one. We even had this guy who was riding a modified missile carrier



The wheelbase looked exactly like that, but instead of the front part with the engine, there was a 80s Camaro and it faced the opposite direction. All the people in the neighbor hood walked out and greeted us, and some guy who knew me was proud that I finally maded in this particular unit. I wish i could remember the name of it, I think it was kinda badass.