Monday, January 16, 2006

Making out in the movietheatre

I am at the movies with Drew, an old friend who recently came to visit me (in real life) after 13 years of not seeing him. He's undoubtably good-looking, and in the dream, the air is literally humming with crazed sexual tension. We're sitting side by side in the dark, and sooner than later, he leans over and we start kissing like crazy. He climbs over on top of me, and we are seriously making out. Sh. is sitting in front of me with his mother. He points to my engagement ring, shakes his head, and asks what exactly I think that I'm doing. I snarkily say, "And who are YOU to be imposing any kind of moral judgement on me?" He annoyingly laughs, and saunters off. I wake up with the taste of his tongue in my mouth, horny as hell.

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