The Dream - Yeah, I Had Another
One thing about trying to decide what to write in a poll is that it can be crazy and stressful. You try to weigh all the factors, especially who you’re going against and how the two of you mesh. I could make my analysis like most people do without thinking but in this case it’s an even battle and I feel my opponent deserves very special attention. It takes some time and all this added together was messing with my sleep patterns big time! It finally came to a head last night as all I did was toss and turn in my sleep as I just couldn’t fucking get comfortable! I had hurt my back jogging a few days ago and it was still very painful and that wasn’t helping.
I kept turning over and over as the throbbing in my back just seemed to persist and I couldn’t find a comfortable position to lie in. The pain just seemed to come in waves and varied between 2 levels....
1) Level 1 - not too bad, could use some Tylenol...maybe a hydrocodone and a shot of Scotch or two.... just want to moan a little…want some sympathy…. do some pouting.... not ready to scream…just the moaning.
2) Level 2 - HURTS LIKE FUCK!!!...Want to SCREAM out like a Banshee!...FUCK HYDROCODONE!...I WANT MORPHINE, PERCOCET, VICODIN, ANY OR ALL!...and if you touch me you will DIE!
Pain and I are old friends actually. What? You don’t believe me?
Would I make this up?
Anyway, I keep having these wild ass dreams too and then I’d wake up and wonder WHAT THE FUCK, and go back to sleep…
And then the dream would start all over again!!
Freud would have had a field day with this one!
In my dream, I keep having this visual that is a really wild, Technicolor, 3D, In-Yo-Face dream sequence that really would have looked awesome on one of those new Sony 4K Ultra TVs! I keep seeing Lyanna and I in several situations! They all are erotic beyond belief and they keep rolling through my mind and really screwing with my sleep patterns! The last one was so vivid and went as follows:
So anyway…. Where was I?
Oh!! The Dream!! It was in the shower!!...
It was a bit hazy but it went something like this....
I spun around in Lyanna’s arms and felt my own arms sliding around her waist as my supple wet slick breasts literally flowed over hers as we pulled our lithe bodies more tightly together! Every curve, every nuance of our tall frames began to fit together like an erotic jigsaw puzzle. We only wanted to press our skin closer, more tightly together!
Our lips locked uncontrollably, almost in a sort of madness to touch each other’s. She kissed me aggressively at first as I held the back of her head, strands of her dark, wet matted hair wrapped around my fingers, keeping our lips unflinchingly together for as long as we could. She bit my bottom lip and then let it slide out from between her teeth. It was such a hot sexy gesture I felt my pussy warming, tingling, my clit pulsating. I could literally feel my warm juices trickling down along the inside of my thighs.
Our hard erect tingling nipples were engaged in their own personal dual as we wrapped each other up in an almost bear hug like hold, rocking our shoulders slightly from side to side, the plump pink skin of our sensitive excited nipples growing more aroused and rigid by the second as the sensations in our breasts, the tingling, the throbbing, the aching were changing so fast and in much the same way and speed as the colors in a kaleidoscope change.
I reached over and grabbed the sponge off the bench in the shower with my right hand and began rubbing some soap into it, lathering it up. I placed my soapy hands and the sponge on her wet, slick shoulders and gently, slowly turned her around, letting her face the tile wall and lean against it, resting on her elbows and forearms, her head hanging down between her arms. The warm water continued to cascade down on our nubile bodies as I began to rub the soap-laden sponge all around her sexy back in a circular motion, the sponge leaving a wide white swath of soapy lather before the flowing water washed it down her back in an almost foam-like river. I let the sponge glide up and over her shoulders and up the back of her neck, then letting it glide down along the curvature of her spine.
I slid my hands around her and let them slide around over her wet chest and down over her firm breasts, the sponge teasing her throbbing nipples as she shuddered and moaned a bit louder. I let the fingers of my hands dig into the supple flesh of her perfect supple sensual breasts, my hands loving the feel of her awesome tits in my hands, as her moans grew louder and louder. I let the coarse sponge rub back and forth over her nipples, teasing them as she squirmed back against my body.
I let my hands slide down her firm muscled abs, letting the soapy sponge glide around her tummy, feeling the contoured muscles. I confess I am really into abs and I love the feel of a tight, well-developed tummy. Not many things arouse me more than the sensation of those strong heaving muscles under my fingertips. I then worked my hands back around and behind her, making my way down her back to her sexy ass. I let the sponge slide down between her cheeks as she moaned out with pleasure. I then slid the sponge down the back of her thighs, her calves, bending my knees as I went all the way down to her feet. Once I reached her feet, I had her turn around and lean her bare back against the tile wall so she could face me.
Then I WOKE UP!
I think..
I told you it was a crazy dream!
An erotic encounter in my shower isn’t a normal dream occurrence for me!! Not that I'm complaining!
This shit is not supposed to go on in Central Park West!
But then, as always, suddenly, my eyes would pop open and I suddenly sit up and I'm awake in my bedroom, my Shi Tzu dog Carly laying down at my feet looking at me with those big dark eyes with that look that just seems to say to me…. WHAT THE FUCK BITCH…I was ASLEEP!
My long legs have the sheets all wrapped around them like I’m a freaking enchilada! I can hear the faint din of traffic outside, and street lamps barely visible through the window from the park across the street.
But, what the hell? I thought I was awake!
But was I?
I thought I was until....
But I hear noises that were just like what I was hearing in my dream! It was Lyanna and I and we were screaming and moaning and fighting, and the noise seems to be coming from MY SHOWE!! Is this one of those weird waking dreams? What time is it anyway? I look over at my clock. And its dark like it’s unplugged. I plug it back in and it simply says to me,
“Get the FUCK back to sleep!”
Surely I’m still dreaming? This out of body experience is a bit much though!
SHEEEEEEIT! I tumble out out of bed, my hair looking like something out of the “Bride of Frankenstein”, eyes bloodshot, in my red Stanford nightshirt that goes to just above the knee and black silk panties. As my large dark eyes start to focus and the rational thoughts (I know what you’re thinking so DON’T say it!) begin to flow around in my head, I slowly walk towards my walk-in shower. Well, no surprise if I was dreaming that she and I were in the shower. The thought of us going at it like it’s the Olympic tryouts in sexual gymnastics (now that is a sport I’d watch!) couldn’t make for a better dream!
But what the hell am I doing now? Sleep walking?
Just what in the Wide, Wide World of FUCK is going on?
Well, I need to get to the bottom of this. I have an epic shopping day planned for tomorrow along with an extended stay at a happy hour and a party later!!
I NEED SLEEP!!
I stumble down my short hallway to the bathroom and the noise and the racket. I stop by the kitchen on the way and pull open the cooking utensil drawer and pull out the biggest damn knife I can find. I am NOT going over there unarmed, no way Jose! That’s how people end up on the 1100 p.m. news with a police outline around their prone body, yellow tape across the entrance, and Ted Danson with “CSI” stripping you naked trying to guess how you were murdered!
I walked to the bathroom and to the doorway of the shower. I stood in the doorway, sticking my head in, looking around carefully as my heart pounded with trepidation! I took a step in; followed by another, as I entered the opulent large walk-in shower when suddenly I heard this explosion of noise screams and yells! All my manufactured courage had disappeared in an instant and my eyes bugged out like in one of those Road Runner cartoons when he drops the Acme Anvil on Wil E. Coyote! My lips part and I exclaim,
AYE CARAMBA!!
There's some buxom sexy red haired girl (looking suspiciously like Lyanna) on her knees, her face covered in perspiration, topless and wearing a pair of red bikini bottoms, her hair wet and matted. A second girl, a tall slim sexy brunette (my goodness gracious she resembled me!), was standing behind the redhead wearing only a pair of black bikini bottoms. She had the redhead in what appeared to be a full nelson and was shaking her from side to side like a rag doll!
I hold the knife up in my hand and start to wonder what I should do. Suddenly an angel appears on my left shoulder,
"Do the right thing! Break these girls up!"
She’s dressed on in white, low cut dress, very revealing, skirt doesn’t go below the knee! God she’s hot! She looks suspiciously like my girlfriend Harper! Aye Caramba!!
The “devil” (looking suspiciously like MYSELF in a cheap shit, but very sexy and revealing red Satan costume) appears on my right shoulder holding a pitchfork, yelling at me
“This is none of your business you hooker! Go back to bed!"
The “Satan” looked suspiciously like ME and that devil costume was leaving little to the imagination! I have to admit, sexy hot babe Satan Michelle was looking HAWT and fine and making a really good case that I should let this fiasco play out and just haul my ass back to bed! I kept telling myself this WAS A DREAM…THIS WAS A DREAM!!
It wasn’t REAL!
RIGHT?
I had almost decided to flip a coin to solve this dilemma! I got so frustrated I finally I just slapped myself a few times hard and blinked! Suddenly, I woke up startled, finding myself back in my bedroom, the covers pulled up over my head, shaking like a leaf! I jumped out of bed and ran to the front door! I quintuple locked the doors, arming the two Claymores I have facing the door. I then make sure the barbed wire is tight across the door and its electrified. The moat is full of gasoline and the trip wire should ignite the flame that would set it on fire if anyone breaks through the first line of defense! Finally, the 50-caliber belt-fed machine gun is set up in the doorway to my bedroom and my two Shi Tzu’s are standing guard! Then, grabbing my favorite teddy bear, crawl underneath my bed and pull a pillow over my head to as the final line of defense and to simply just shut all the chaos and confusion out!
But before I went back asleep I made a quick note in my IPad Mini – move back to San Francisco and get off Hydrocodone and Scotch without further delay!
Oh …by the way…..I’ll post my actual move here in a bit.....unless I fall asleep again...
