Smoker’s Alley and a Bonerific Conversation

Dreams 06.22.12

Some parts of last nights dream are much more vivid than others. And they’re not even really “vivid”, just describable in sentences vs. ingle words that don’t make sense.

The first part of the dream, all I can remember is: humid, A, B, C. Don’t ask me what that means…it’s very strange.

Next, I was walking with a coworker outside an industrial building that I worked at. There was mesh fencing on the right that created a pathway, an entrance to the building. A bunch of smokers were leaning against it, chatting it up. We approached and joined them.

One of the people was my old boss from the cement place. I had just thought about him a few days ago, wondering how he was. He was an older, fat gentlemen in his mid 50k’s – very nice man but always kind of sad. His health wasn’t the greatest either. I remember that he used to like watching Dancing With the Stars. I hope he is well.

He seemed happy in the dream. From standing in the smoker’s pit, suddenly we were indoors standing at the entrance of a casino/ballroom place. Two hot skanky bitches dressed in red and white dresses (the kind that is sleeveless, structured but tight with a bit of rouching – only worn by rich gold-digger types in luxury catalogs – the kind thay if you threw a blazer on it it looks all business but take it off at night and it becomes hooker business) walked up behind him, took him by the arms and led him downstairs towards the ballroom. My old boss was really laughing and enjoying himself then. He looked like he was drunk.

Then from where I stood, looking out over the ballroom/casino floor, I see another woman look up at me as she walked under the overhanging ledge where I was. There was a spark of recognition in both of us and I couldn’t say who it was at first. Then the person beside me said she was so-and-so and I instantly had the name and corrected them. I can’t remember who I said it was now.

After that I think there are holes I cannot remember. The final bit I can recall well enough is that there was a party at a house. I was rotating around talking with people. Then I go into another room to look for my “significant other”. In the dream it turns out to be my godbrother F (who I did have a massive prepubescent crush on during grades 5-7. He is now happily married with 2 children). He was talking to a couple of other people. I stood beside him and put my arms around his waist, expecting him to do the same while listening to the conversation. F put his arm across my neck, hand on the shoulder. I felt a little “rejected” for some reason because I guess the shoulder hug wasn’t enough. But they WERE very engrossed in the conversation so I wrapped both my arms around his torso, gave it a big squeeze and maneuvered myself under his arm so that he held me closer (ie. Upper arm across neck, forearm dangling off my shoulder). He continued talking and looked at me all the while I was doing it, asking, “What are you doing?” And I responded with my eyes, “Don’t you bother yourself with me!” Then I settled myself in, leaning my body against his kind of half sitting on the outside half his left leg. Then because of the way our bodies were much closer now, I could feel a slight movement beneath his jeans with my arm on his thigh. He was getting aroused. I was amused, excited and satisfied with that. However I also realized why he wasn’t holding me closer earlier, because he didn’t want THAT to happen. Then I just continued to listen and hoped I would not make him embarrass himself.

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