I have had three recurring dreams that have continued over years. In the first I am in college and it is near the end of the semester. I realize that I have forgotten to attend some of the classes I signed up for. I mean I haven’t attended any classes and now I have to do papers and take exams not to mention just finding the damn classroom – very stressful but probably fairly normal.
In the second dream I am being chased by a murderer. Not in a fun sort of way but in a horror movie kind of panic where I am barely ahead of him the entire time. This goes on for hours and I wake up to great relief. Not quite sure how a body can rest and recharge during all this mental anguish. I hate horror movies.
The third isn’t a specific dream but a dream situation in which I am dreaming but I know that I am dreaming. Kind of like a glitch in the matrix that just has to be exploited. So what do I do? I start looking around for a girl to jump; I literally am going to jump someone’s bones. I don’t really care if she is under 18 and I don’t need to find out about her education or family or favorite movie. I just look for a soft female to grab and molest before I wake up. I never get too far – for one thing if you cum in your dream you do it in real life; and those kind of dreams only happen to teenagers. For another thing, my awareness of the dream is slowly moving me toward consciousness. When someone eventually invents a way to induce conscious dreams it’s going to be a real game changer.
I was still fascinated by the whole concept of women. But really is this what I would do absent any inhibitions, any restraint, any consequences, any shame? Grab a girl on the street and try to dry hump her? I hope not; but there’s always daydreams – and I wondered what it would be like to call an escort service.