First Entry! Sorry if this ends up being a bit graphic towards the end- I'll try to keep it relatively clean. In the dream, I remember being half asleep on Robert's couch in the den. I believe the television was on, though I can not be sure what was showing. In his den, there are five light bulbs- there is a single one in the center, and four larger ones placed around the room. Only the center one was on, so it was rather dimly lit. The door to the den was closed at first. I was trying to fall truly to sleep when my friend Robert came into the room. He tried to wake me, but I was being stubborn- half asleep, and deciding that I would continue to feign sleep, to see what would happen. I wanted to see what he would do- would he be sweet and tender, maybe cuddle me or cover me with a blanket? Or would he just let me sleep undisturbed on his couch? His attempts to stir me were somewhat rough at first, talking loudly and prodding me, as we generally do to each other. I felt his hand on my backside at one point, and I remember being distinctly pleased by this. But I was still determined not to stir. He began to speak softly, touching me gently and trying to get me to rise from the couch. I remember thinking that I could no longer feign sleep, and so I rose halfway into a sitting position and got to my feet, feigning grogginess. He sat down on the couch and I simply stood there for a minute before sinking to my knees and resting my head on his knee. I remember at that point believing that I could pretend to plausibly doze like that in a sly effort to get close to his "junk." Not to try anything, but just to be in close proximity to it. All I remember after that was him being mildly amused at my position and apparent sleepiness before he undid his zipper and started to play with himself with long, rapid strokes. After that, I do not remember anything of the dream. I do, however, recall waking up somewhat, acknowledging to myself that I had just experienced a strange yet satisfying dream, and slipping back into oblivion.
I am working with Christopher and we are on the first floor of some house that I do not recognise. There are two or three of his friends with him. They are normal guys. The Christopher and I go downstairs to the ground floor and I am talking to Chris. At one point he just leans back, relaxes and says few words. I am shocked!! I cannot believe my ears. I look at him and ask him, "you can talk?" He says that he always has. I am trying to understand that he has been normal the whole time, and faking all his disability! I ask him why? (cannot remember what he replied, but something along the lines that it is better for him like this. I feel it has to do with his mother). I tell him that he could have such a good life if he came out, since they have so much money. He could travel, go out etc. Rather than having his ass wiped every day! Then there are his friends as well, they all know Chris is normal! How could they keep it in secret?? I am becoming little suspicious, because this is unbelievable! I start thinking it is a dream!! I look at one of the guys sitting in the sofa and close my eyes, wishing he changes. When I open my eyes, he is in a different position, and in fact I am not even sure if it is the same person. I then take his head and look into his eyes. They are blue and green, with some colouring at the right bottom part. I close my eyes again and wish they change colour. When I look at them again they are orange!!!! I think SHIT!!! I then look at my hands and see that my middle finger looks like one thick triangle like finger with a little one on the top! I AM DREAMING!! ..... and that is all I remember!!!
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 Three people were sitting on a couch. The one in the center was an adult, probably a man. The other two were either children or young adults who acted like children. The two were half-laying on the couch, leaning their heads and shoulders against the central man. The two may have been one boy and one girl or two girls. The boy (?) may have been in love with the girl. He may have told the girl he was in love with her. The girl may have responded by acting like she would go out with the boy. But she really didn't love him. She loved some other female, either a girl around her age or a woman around the age of the man, who may have been her teacher. The man in the center may have had some suspicion that the girl was in love with another female. But the way the girl seemed to act in love with the boy kept the man from being suspicious. If the man knew for sure the girl was a lesbian, he would have stopped her. He was very protective of her, and he thought lesbianism was wrong. I was now watching this scene in a movie theater. I sat in the theatre with my two old friends, R and Y. The theater was mostly empty, with only a few people in each row. My friends and I heard a voice coming from one of the back rows. It sounded like the voice of our old friend, ER. We thought it must have been ER. But then it was quiet. So we didn't think about it anymore. But then we heard ER's voice again. I knew it must be him. I turned around in my seat and called out, "ER! ER!" in a half-whisper. My friends giggled a bit and told me to stop talking in the theater and annoying everybody. I was about to defy them by calling out to ER again. But he waved at us, stood up, and began walking toward us. But I didn't want to be quiet after being told to be quiet. So I called out, "We're actually looking for a second ER, too! ER!" We were all facing forward. My friends were laughing at me. Then ER and Y began catching up with each other. They'd both led some pretty interesting lives in the years since they'd spoken. ER began asking Y about a couple questions about some of the things she'd done. Y responded. She'd apparently had one project where she'd kept some kind of material sealed up in a big trash can. At first I thought the project was sinister, like she was keeping a dead body or body parts in liquid in the can. But then it just sounded gross, like she was keeping liquid and old junk in the can. Y had another project where she had to vacuum up some kind of dust. This project also seemed really gross.
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