FryingMan

May goals: 2/20 LDs

Got a bit sick of the low recall phase so decided to jolt the system with some bedtime supplements: 1 capsule of a Huperzine-A and ginko biloba combo, 1mg melatonin, and 1 Opti-Men multivitamin (my semi-regular bed-time and morning supplement).

Somewhere around 5-6 hours, this amazing sequence started:

+ on phone with (home buyer?) talking about "my neighborhood" how we love to walk there and its still centrally located, really loud jack-hammer sounds it's from the elevated train tracks they're building, that will take years so the noise will last a long time, walking through "management entrance" to home, wife is drying our old dog "L" from after a bath

The helmet guy: his racquetball locker with rqb racquest and his helmets. He wears helmets for everything because he's so extreme he'll launch himself head-first into walls in order to make the point. Outside on a driveway he dives head-first onto the ground? He gives a public service announcement about the proper use of helmets: if it gets cracked, don't use it, because it's not good any more.

On that driveway I notice a bar about waist-high on the left side, and I go there to do some "low" pull-ups. While I'm there I hear family friend PZ whom I've apparently married (?) talking with a friend at the front door of the house, even through they're about 20 feet away I hear the conversation clearly. PZ is talking about me and our (apparently unsuccessful) sex life together, "I even let him use (porn?), and still he doesn't (want to have sex?)". I think this is an embarassing conversation.

Then I'm walking through PZ's house. It's a mess. Piles of dishes are everywhere. I think while I'm (living here?) I should help out, so I think I'll do some dishes. I see PZ briefly walk by, carrying her daughter TZ who's toddler-age in the dream. I notice and think that PZ has amazingly beautiful brown eyes. TZ I just get a quick glimpse of, she has a short bowl-haircut. I'm stepping around all sorts of home-craft stuffed (sock?) cat-toys, they're everywhere on the ground. Each one of them as a sort of hat pulled down over its face, I lift some up to see the face?. PZ made them all as a craft project for TZ.

I'm outside, there is a concert (in an amphitheater?), there are some (commercial?) sponsors on the steps trying to modify the tempo that the orchestra is playing by waving his arms. The music is amazingly beautiful [don't recall the tune]. It is night and I'm lying there with 2 male friends listening to the concert, and I notice the beautiful night sky. I'm really excited about this and keep pointing up to the stars, "Look! Look!" I yell at my friends, they're not so into it.

Then down in front of us a kid starts crying, and one of the friends throws some small object like a stone to quiet him down. I'm holding a camera in my hand with a small microphone boom, and I say "that could be your darling child," thinking throwing stuff isn't going to help. Then I have a visualization of a piece of 8x11 paper with about 10-20 boxes drawn onto it and the name of some prescription ADHD medication like "Yanax" filled in to the box. My friends are prescribing a schedule of treatment for the crying kid on this paper.

I curse the stupid organizers of the concert for having such bright lights [this may have been the morning sun hitting my face IWL, timing is about right] that prevent us from seeing a clear view of the beautiful night sky. I wish they'd turn off those lights. And in a few seconds the lights go off! "Thank God!" I exclaim and I take the camera and point it at the starts and take a few pictures.

I notice something else: with the lights off, I can now see clearly into a hot girl's (bedroom?) across the street. Her room is a little-bit lit and now that it's dark where we are it's easy to see her inside. She seems mostly naked and I'm trying to make out the "good bits" but don't see any. She's frolicking around her room. Then she has a girl friend with her who looks like her also almost naked and they're wrestling around. Then I see a 3rd girl friend who's kind of chunky who's just lying on the floor with her butt facing the window.

Then the 3 girls are lying on the grass to my left about 15 feet away next to each other.

Spoiler for sexy time with some fairly bizarre gender-bending going on:

It seems the middle girl is actually "P", the clarinet player from HS band who was sort of nerdy but had a smoking hot body and great boobs. She's topless with panties on, and is reaching down and rubbing and flexing her vulva through the panties, I catch a glimpse of that marvelous wrack on her. Then her panties are gone and lo and behold it seems she's a she-male with a very thick fairly large (ahem). The cute girl friend on the right then leans over the middle he/she matter-of-factly like it was nothing odd, and she starts fellating the he-she. She's really good at it and is making slurping sounds and taking all that really thick member and bobbing up and down juicily on it.

I make my way over to them and am really excited. I come up to the one on the right and grab one of the boobs of the he-she and one of the cute girl on the right. I ask the girl on the right, "Can I worship you?". She sort of says "no" but I ignore this. I say to them "Suck each other's (ahem)s like you were just doing!" My bubble sort of bursts at this point as I get a closer look at them: they have patches of short thick black whiskers all over their bodies like men. They're faces are looking more manly by the second including the same patches of short black thick whiskers. The one on the left doesn't even have girl boobs and in fact looks entirely male. In fact they all look male except with "man boobs", and now are sort of he-females [what's the opposite of she-males?]: male upper body but with vaginas. It seems I'm goosing man-boobs now, and

I wake up.

WBTB
kind of hard to get back to sleep, very active mind. I find the discipline to do relaxation techniques and fall asleep again.

+ there is a girl who's boyfriend is abusing her. I come up to her and kiss her face, eyebrows, cheeck, lips (some pulling), I tell her "I want to help you." She says "you should get out of here because if the cops come and see you with a beat-up girl they'll arrest you."

Spoiler for slightly sexy time:

I get up and move in between her legs (she's wearing full-length stockings) and wonder if she'll mind me doing this as I move closer to her

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+ LD #184 I'm in an outdoor courtyard. There are groups of of people moving around. A petite blonde cute girl in a black top catches my attention as she walks across my vision from left to right to talk to a group there.

Spoiler for sexy time:

It gets confusing as I think that I'm imagining walking up to her and grabbing her boobs. But I can't tell if I'm imagining it or actually doing it, and if I'm doing it then I may get in trouble, I think her friends might tell me to leave her alone? But then I think, if I'm imagining it, I might as well imagine getting a BJ. So now she's leaning over in front of my zipper and I look down and see that I've neglected to whip it out, so I decide I should materialize my (ahem), and it appears and suddenfly the entire scene comes into super sharp focus and I'm lucid. It is a more-real-than-real visual situation [which I haven't seen in quite a while, amazing!]. I see the girl's face shining in the sun, super high resolution, I can even see the pores in her skin. Also, my (ahem) is super high resolution! [haha]. She is still leaning over in front of me and through momentum of my actions I just keep going with the BJ plan. She has a sort of wry smile on her face. I tell her "Well, get down to business!" and she does. She makes a single down/up stroke with her mouth which feels amazing, 30 more seconds of this and it's a lucid-gasm for sure. I'm thinking a bit about stabilization, and

the dream fades.

+ I'm walking my little baby boy, each of his hands in mine. We walk by a mother with her girl and my boy puts his hand in the girl's mouth. The mother asks me "are his hands clean?" I look at her like "it's a baby, what do you think?" and she says "Oh, his hands are probably yours" meaning she understands they're dirty. I tell my baby "you can't go sticking your hands in girls mouths!" I lay the baby down on its back and it is now sort of a super weird small cyclops baby thing with a single eye but I don't really notice this or care. I start tickling it and it starts almost convulsing from the sensation, the skin around its one eye crinkles up and the eye bulges out of its face, I keep on doing this because I want to make it smile.