The entire dream was set in a very dark milieu. There seemed to be something grand and
devastating going on behind the scene and everyone seemed depressed and
sometimes in anguish or angry. I myself
was particularly depressed. I believe something
terrible happened either to me or a group of us and I took it hard. I remember a scene, I think I had just
learned of the dreadful event. I walked
off by myself into the darkness. It
appeared that I was walking down a street.
There was a fog or mist that obscured a lot of the street. It eventually got so bad that I couldn’t see
anything so I turned back. Seeing my
state, Monica, who like everyone was rather depressed herself, tried to cheer
me up. Seeing her efforts, and her
sadness, I decided to not act so sour.
As we consoled each other we eventually held each other close and
started to make out. Our intimacy gradually
progressed, almost to the point of intercourse.
I am not entirely sure what prevented us but I know that it was her
call. Sometime later, we were at my
house hanging out, Monica, Tanneese and I.
It was at this point that I realized the gravity of our actions. I had a girlfriend and she had a boyfriend, although,
I had been so stimulated and aroused by our previous encounter that I set out
to have sex with her at all costs. I was
trying to convince Monica to stay the night at our place so I could make my
attempts. She said she needed something
to wear so I was looking through Tanneese’s clothes for something that might fi
her when I woke up. When I did, all I
could remember was the warm soft feeling of me holding her.
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