SCPantera's Dream Journal

Sex dream, super odd one. Started at some sort of corporate board meeting. Started mostly third person, apparently I was Bruce Willis. There was some sort of drawn out argument over something, other than that I don't remember anything notable.

Cut to what was evidently my house (but not anything I'd recognize from real life), now in first person, with who I apparently identified as my wife, only it was Jennifer Aniston, who had also been present to a quiet degree during the board meeting (and she had kind of a super skinny build). We were sitting on a brownish couch watching TV for a while, but then I caught a glimpse of her breasts and we started going at it, feeling each other up. During this foreplay, whatever was on the large screen TV turned into a handful of number meters representing various aspects of her arousal, so I was half making out with her, half watching the screen to adjust my technique. At some point, she said, "That was the second time I've ever been satisfied!" We stripped down and were just about to get down to business when I woke up.

I've never been particularly attracted to or a fan of Jennifer Aniston.