Caught with his Pants Down!

I'm in a small bedroom (not one that I can recall from real life) with Eidan - I think it's supposed to be his. Even though its not set up the same, it somehow reminds me of mine and Deban's (an ex) room when we were living with his father. I'm sitting in the corner almost behind the mostly closed door while he is sitting somewhat diagonal from me a good distance away, playing a video game.

All of a sudden, Eidan is standing in front of me with his penis out, fully erect and in hand. I zoom in on it, and notice that it's much larger than it should be. I love it when he's so up front with his sexual energy because usually he's so calm and controlled - it's really turning me on, but I'm worried that his penis it too big for me - "how is that going to fit inside of me?"

As I am now on my back and my pants are somehow already down, he goes to shove it in. I'm begging him to play with me first, as I want to make sure I'm at my wettest state to prevent the pain I expect to experience.

He doesn't respond, obviously not wanting to play! He instantly rams it inside as far as it will go, and to my surprise, it doesn't hurt; not in a bad way at least. The feeling is odd, but in a good way ... I can tell it's such a tight squeeze, but it's only the pressure that I feel. It's doesn't feel like normal sex, but it's still feels awesome!

I'm trying so hard to control myself by biting down on my own fist, but loud squeaks and moans still manage to escape from my mouth. They sound so loud, but I don't understand how they can be. I'm afraid Eidan's mom is going to catch us, and I can somehow tell that he's thinking the same thing.

We are so close to the door (literally right beside it) that we are able to quickly notice it slowly opening. It was never all the way shut, likely because Eidan's mom doesn't like us to be completely out of view. (Even though Eidan and I are both adults, his mother has religious convictions and is very firm about not allowing that sort of thing under her roof.)

Just before the door opens halfway, Eidan jumps off of me quicker than he could possibly move irl and is back against the other wall playing his game by the time she enters the room with clean laundry. I don't think he had enough time to pull his pants up, because I see that he is now under the blue blanket that I usually sleep with. He pulled out so quickly that my vagina feels like it's 'in shock' (lol) - it felt like he was still inside, even though he obviously wasn't - it was strange.

I don't remember pulling my pants up, but somehow I am totally decent. I'm a little sweaty, but I'm pulling that off by pretending that I just finished a work out (I don't know how I was pretending that as I was actually just sitting there, but in the dream I knew it was a believable front). Somehow, there is now a pile of dirty towels next to me and I am using one to wipe the sweat from my forehead as she is walking toward Eidan with a pile of folded clothes.

I feel like she must suspect something, since she seems annoyed. For some reason, she puts the clothes down and looks under the blanket he is using to cover the fact that he's indecent. Suddenly, she's going back and fourth between yelling and grunting angry remarks under her breath.

For some reason, I get the idea that she assumes he's been masturbating rather than having sex. (I don't know if that was a blind assumption or if it was based on one of her comments. I don't actually remember her comments.)

***

Whore

I'm in some kind of a store - it resembles a gas station convenience store and I see that Jefu (my coworker irl) is here also (I don't know if he was there with me or I just happened to see him). I am about to check out - there is a Hispanic guy at the counter and I get the feeling that he thinks I'm young - perhaps underage (I don't think I was trying to buy something that would have required me to be of age though - I think I wanted him to know I was of age for personal reasons?) I make a point to mention being 23 (although I am 22 irl).

Now, I find myself 'flirting' with this black guy who resembles Rokki, a past acquaintance (I don't remember details - I only remember being a playful tease). At this point, I am making some kind of sexual deal with him (I don't remember what I want from him, but whatever it is, I decide to have sex with him for it). For some reason, I am perfectly okay with this.

Now we are in a small motel room. There are two beds - for some reason I am noticing the maroon floral patterns that is the same on both comforters; quite typical for a motel. I am laying on the bed closest to the window and door while Rokki is sitting on the other, focusing on something (some kind of pamphlet - or a map maybe?) As he's focused on whatever it is he's reading, I am busy quietly stripping down to my lacy black bra and matching thongs. I get on my stomach, placing my hands under my chin as my legs are bending back and forth in a girly manner. I feel cute and sexy and I am wanting him to raise his head enough to notice my attire ... or lack thereof. It doesn't take long before he notices ... obviously getting a little excited as he drops his little pamphlet and stares; I am pleased with his reaction.

Now he is getting up to look for a condom, which is when it sinks in for me what I'm about to do. I am extremely uneasy all of a sudden and don't think I can go through with it - what the fuck was I thinking? How will I be able to look at Eidan (my boyfriend irl) in the eye after this - how will I be able to live with myself?

Rokki is now leaving the room to go get something (maybe the condom?) - I've been waiting in the room for quite some time now...

At some point, I must have gotten up myself because now I'm in a different room - a small one that seems to be some sort of a walking closet. On the floor, I notice a huge cardboard shipping box that says 'proactiv' on it in big letters with my name and address on the corner. "what is this - I don't order proactiv...?" I'm opening the box and inside I see that it's full of little address labels, except it's not my address; instead, they have my name, as well as fragments of my e-mail address and possibly phone numbers. This is quite puzzling ...

At this point, we've switched back to the gas station scene where Rokki is eating these little miniature hot-dog snacks. I mention that I used to buy them all the time back when I was poor, and we are both amused.

Now we are back in what I think is the motel room at first, but apparently it's a house -I'm not sure who's though. I'm back to being worried -I really don't want to have sex with him. All I can think about is how guilty I'm going to feel afterward ...and possible STDs! Why did I have to tease him so much? Now, I think it would be extremely unfair of me to refuse after being such a flirty little she-devil. Maybe I can convince him to take a blow-job instead - I'll still feel bad, but at least it's not sex. For some reason however, I am fixated on the idea that he might have an STD ... and that make me nervous about giving him even a bj. I'm considering suggesting that we use a condom for that, but blow jobs are so lame with a condom on.

Suddenly, I realize that Eidan is home (even though I am still unsure of where we are exactly) - I am so relieved! I am now hearing more voices, meaning Eidan's family and my grandmother (I'm not sure why they all live here?) are also home - I can't possibly do anything with Rokki now and am therefore off the hook automatically.

At this point, I get the impression that Rokki would have been okay if I would have just admitted that I couldn't go through with it - all I would have had to do is ask.

***

No Title

My older brother Taro and I are walking across what seems to be my grandmother's yard. It's a giant field though - we are walking to the neighbor's house, which seems to be a lot further away than it would be irl. I'm thinking how hot it is, walking this far - "I'd much rather be tanning!"

We arrive at an unknown neighbor's house who is kind enough to invite us in for a nap. This doesn't seem strange - I for one am exhausted. The neighbor is quite chipper with a lot of hospitality - she's persistent in offering us pillows, blankets and other things to make sure that we are as comfortable as possible.

I guess we've been sleeping for a little while - I wake up before my brother, noticing that the once sweet, smiling woman is now glaring at me with such an angry, twisted expression. This startles and confuses me - what did we do?

At this point, she is claiming that Taro ran into her car and is looking to 'settle' it. I have no idea if she was aware of this before she invited us in or if Taro did it while I was sleeping. (I thought he was sleeping as well, though?) Either way, I am not liking this situation and I'm not sure how Taro is going to handle it. (Irl he is mildly autistic, so I probably didn't trust that he'd handle it properly and that the neighbor would get the wrong idea.) At this point, I suggest to him that he talk to our mother before taking any further action.

All of a sudden, I remember that I am supposed to be babysitting! I've got to hurry up and get back to the house!

I am no longer in the state where my grandmother lives . Instead, I am now in the neighborhood where I grew up. I'm standing outside of my parent's fence on the corner (irl, this is the path many high school students take on their way home from school) where I am supposed to be waiting for Angel. Apparently, she is walking home from school and I am just waiting for her to get here.

I am observing so many little girls walking home from school - one little group of them dressed in frilly little costumes, singing together as they walk. It's adorable, but a little peculiar.

Scenes change and I am now inside (somewhere) where I see a little girl and her father - the father is crouching down as they little girl is whispering something into his ear.

I don't see Angel anywhere. Strangely, I'm not worried - it's just an observation.

***

Trickery!

I'm in the car with my dad and we are about to pull up to the drive way of our house. (The house resembles Wendy's house irl but it's supposed to be my parent's - apparently I'm living with them in the dream) When we get to the house, we see Mrs. Tabby (a former friend's mother).

Before there is even any evidence, I somehow know that Wendy had tricked Tabby into babysitting her daughter. I'm extremely annoyed because now it's going to be pushed onto me. Can't Wendy just leave me the hell alone??

***

Irl, Wendy has been using her young daughter to try and get in contact with me. Luckily, I'm aware that she often does this to get what she wants as I've seen her do it to others countless times, so I have been ignoring the phone calls. Anyway, this probably has something to do with the theme of this dream.

I've been thinking about my parents lately, hence the unrealistic setting.

College Jitters

For some reason, I find myself in E's mom's class (she's a high school teacher irl). Apparently, I was just sitting in there doing homework while waiting for my college class to start.

I'm feeling like I forgot to do something having to do with homework. I was also a little unsure as to when my class was supposed to start.

Mrs. East (E's mom) is over in the corner by her desk . She asks me if I need any tabs for my notebook - apparently she has a lot of extras. I thanked her, but declined. I'm not sure whether or not I actually needed them but I was more focused on trying to figure out what I had forgotten and when my class started.

***

Big Trouble

I'm sitting on the front porch of my parent's house with my mom; I think E was beside me. She's informing me that Joey, my little brother, got in big trouble over the internet. Apparently, it was something to do with Spain and another country. His friend was supposed to be coming over to 'help settle it'.

As my mom was explaining the whole situation to me, she was unusually calm about it. Normally, she'd be freaking out - instead, she was almost nonchalant about everything.

Joey mentioned something about wanting to order a stuffed animal online; this puzzled me - why did he want a stuffed animal (he's 18)? My mom didn't seem to think it was a good idea ... I felt like it was somehow connected to whatever 'bad thing' he did on the internet.

***

Kissing and Lightening!

I'm in the back alley, right outside the house where I grew up. I'm looking across the alley, where I remember my wild neighbors used to live. I see three couples making out like crazy in plain sight in the back yard. The home owners (at least one of the males' parents) were walking through the gate, able to see what was going on, yet it didn't seem to phase them at all.

I look in front of me where there is a little blond boy standing right in the middle of the ally. I'm wondering where his parents are - he can't be a day older than four. Suddenly, I have this feeling that something bad is about to happen. Next thing I know, lightening comes down from the sky and strikes him! I gasp, unsure what to do next ...

***

YOU'RE going to tattoo me? o_0

My boyfriend, E is planning to tattoo me. I've been wanting a new tattoo, but as far as I knew, E had no experience ... I thought we would go to a parlor. I don't question it much - I figure E is good at everything he does ... why not?

I'm trying to decide where I want it ... and what exactly I want. Since E's doing it, I might as well get more than one!

At this point, it seems that I'm looking into a mirror; I notice that I already have two or three tattoos. Funny - I was so sure I only had the one ...

At some point, I am at a swimming pool with my cousin, Shayna. I'm in a very skimpy bikini, noticing all of my tattoos (there were at least three on the front of my body where I only have one on my shoulder blade irl) which makes me a little nervous for some reason. I'm not sure that I want to be here ...

***

I had said to E in Wal*mart the day before, "I hope you realize I haven't forgotten my tattoo idea!" I just wanted to remind him so he didn't think it was a phase. ;)

I really do feel that E is a natural at whatever he tries; it's kind of annoying. :D

AIM Poser?

I'm at the computer talking to Jerrie on AIM (although, it's not a computer I've ever had. The way the desk is set up and the look of the room resembled Jerrie's bedroom from my memories), when I notice a few lines up next to my screen name that I don't remember typing. I have this feeling that someone was posing as me, and I'm a little worried and very annoyed. Jerrie then types something along the lines of, "hey - my mom says she misses you and wants to know your current address."

***

I do feel like I could read the text in the dream, even though I don't remember everything (particular what the poser had typed).

Mario's House!

I'm on the computer, playing a Mario game - not one I've played before (or that exists irl, for that matter) - but I'm having so much fun looking at it! Supposedly, it's Mario's house ... and you are supposed to explore the rooms. There are so many different rooms, all so colorful and interesting. Just as I'm thinking how amazing it would be to jump into the scene ...

*nudge nudge* "Tai, wake up!"

***

*sigh* ... my damn boyfriend. I guess I can't blame him ... I did tell him to wake me up. ;)

I've been using video games to try to induce lucid dreams irl. That combined with my fascination with the scenery in Mario lands is likely what inspired this dream.

Shit - Everywhere!

I arrive at some park -for some reason it feels like some sort of water park - with my cousin, Shayna. I feel like the 'leader', which is weird considering I've always been the one to 'go with the flow' in this particular cousinly friendship. It was just her personality to take control, I guess ... and mine to drift along with whatever.

The next thing I know, we are walking into the park's restrooms - it's so dark and gloomy in here. I'm thinking that the dull, beige color of the walls and stalls doesn't help much. All of a sudden, I notice that there is shit all over the place - all over the floors in particular. As I look around, I see that all the toilets are full of it as well, and the stalls in general are a total mess. There is a mother and a daughter also in the bathroom with us - Shayna is about to enter a stall, seemingly unaware that she is walking through shit. I am disgusted, especially considering we are all for some reason barefoot. Apparently the mother and little girl are also unaware until I speak up, "guys - let's get out here - there's poop all over the place!"

At this point, Shae looks down, in a panic. I'm thinking, "how the hell could she not have noticed?!"

The mother tells the girl to step out carefully, and we all head out ...

***

OMG, I Lost my Purse!

I'm walking all over some house with an old friend, Jerrie, searching desperately for my purse. Eventually, I find myself at the bottom of a fancy looking staircase, about to run up them (to search the rooms?) when I run into Kassie (another old friend). She walks over to me and seems pretty excited to see me. I am not happy to see her at all - I really don't want to bother with her, I just want to find my purse. "I left you a message - did you get it?" she asks. I let her know that I didn't but that I will surely check it and get back to her ... though I do not actually plan to call her back. I can't seem to find my purse anywhere, so Jerrie and I then decide to go walking all around Dunlee (my hometown) to see if I left it outside somewhere. "I have to find it ... my life is in that purse!"

At some point while running around Dunlee, I realize this is a dream. "This must be a dream - I don't have to worry about my purse!" I'm feeling so relieved ...

***

At this point, I either wake up or drift into another dream (I think "the Poser?") - either way, I've obviously lost the awareness gained. *sigh*

Even though I'm not close friends with Jerrie or Kassie anymore, I still have them as friends on a social networking site. I happened to notice their updates yesterday, which probably has something to do with them appearing in the dream. ;)

Irl, I always freak out when I think I've lost my purse. I never actually lose it, but I do frequently forget where I've put it, which triggers the "OMG, my LIFE is in that purse!" response.

a Gun and Shiny Sneakers!

I am in the kitchen of the deli where I work, when I see Deb, one of my co-workers, with a gun in her hand - she claims to have found it. Somehow, I am now aware that the police are on their way and that they are planning to take the gun in to test for fingerprints - apparently it was just used in a murder. I'm worried for Deb, "quick ... the police will be here any minute! You have to hide it somewhere they will never find it!"

We're running out the kitchen door, into the storage area - I think Deb is planning to run out the back door to find a good hiding place for the gun somewhere outside. On the way out, I almost run into Josh, the store manager, who falls down in an attempt to avoid the collision. "I'm so sorry --" He seems a little embarrassed to have fallen, but assures me that he's fine and that it's no problem. As offer to help him up, I notice that I am wearing navy blue and white platform sketchers sneakers - these things must make me at least 4 inches taller than I actually am! I notice that they look brand new, and they even have silver sparkles on the side design that is a whitish-colored stripe. How odd - I haven't seen platform sneakers since I was a pre-teen.

***

Weird Job

I find myself standing up front at the grocery store where I work. I'm supposed to be working up front today (usually, I work in the deli) at the display table. I'm a little confused as to where I'm supposed to go, so I am looking around for Natalia, the front end manager, so I can ask her what's going on.

I'm walking down the path at the front of the store that leads you to where the registers are supposed to be, and I see that the registers are gone. In their place, there is this huge counter - kind of set up like the one at Best Buy. Behind the counter is where is where a couple registers are apparently, but it's so out of place in a grocery store. Where are the customers going to put their groceries? Are they just going to plop them all on the counter? Damn, this company gets more and more retarded by the day!

I'm peaking behind the counter, trying to see if I can spot Natalia, and I notice that it looks like a radio station back there. I'm extremely confused at this point, but I have spotted Natalia - I didn't recognize her at first because she no longer has big, long, curly hair. It is now a short and spiky kind of a 'lesbian do'. Huh - weird.

I am so not looking forward to work ... but it's got to be past time for me to start. I'm looking up at the clock - it looks like it's after 2:00, but the numbers keep jumbling.

***

I actually did have to work up front the next day, which must have inspired the dream. I was nervous about it because, not only is the manager a bitch, but I prefer the deli environment as opposed to the chaos and drama that cashiers have to deal with. I also hate bugging people as they walk in the store and grabbing people's attention, which is basically what I was required to do, working the display stand. I'd much rather hide in the back, while minding my own business. ;)