This is sort of in bits and pieces, trying to remember from last night. With my father in present day going to some event that I'm unhappy about. Was far away from home. Felt like I was still living with Mother, but visiting father. Slept the night in some sort of stone cave directly on the curved floor. Woke up and got ready. Remembered medications. Father first sent me on a small excursion riding some sort of sliding/flying device. On returning I had to break some piece of electronic equipment upon 'landing', but I had to do it correctly. All of this at very high speed.
At some sort of school, studying surrounding inclement weather. Father and former step-mother were there, but not with me. After socializing a bit with some people studying the bad weather, I get impatient because I cannot find my father so we can leave. Other people keep clearing out and leaving, as I am left alone. After a lot of hunting I find him and chew him out for leaving me alone, which I apparently did in front of his superior or boss, which in turn embarrasses him. He is angry about this, but I don't know to what extent until a car pulls up, he gets in, closes the door and it races off, leaving me alone, at night in a nearly empty parking lot. I start to try to find a way 'home', whether it be with my father, or home as in my real home. I remember talking to Jacob on the phone. He offers to pick me up and take me home, but for some reason I say that I'm going to be okay. I say this, but I don't have a cellphone of any kind. I walk past a closed strip bar to some sort of all-night market. I ask the girls behind the counter for help. Somehow I have my father's watch which eventually gives me a message from him saying that he was pissed off and had the car leave me behind, but I could walk home within ten blocks or so, but at this point I realize that this all-night market was on some sort of train, and that I had traveled far from where I started from, so the ten blocks turned into a much longer distance.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Artificial England Sex
By myself, in England, in a suburban neighborhood. On foot. Everything seems to be artificial, like a movie set. I walk through the neighborhood, where there are virtually no people. At some point I enter a home, uninvited. No one there at first, but I find a cute guy in a back bedroom and start to roll into bed with him, groping him, with little resistance from the stranger until what appears to be his mother enters the adjoining room, asking for him. I leave.
At some sort of school with Jacob. We are there as visitors, but are there to participate. We are separated into different classes. In my class at some point I answer the teacher and stand up on a counter, walking along it to retrieve something from the teacher, then I return to my seat in front of the counter. Another instructor enters, wearing some sort of character costume. I ask him a question, and am asked to be quiet for a moment. There is some talk between the teachers, and I am 'magically' entered into some sort of shop, where I run around in search of some particular goal, which is located in the ceiling. Along the way I grab a soccer jersey from a rack of others and have a distinct smell of something very strong and biting. I enter a small storage room, up a small set of wooden steps, to a trap door in the ceiling, above which is a small area stuffed with advertisements and flyers, reams of them in assorted colors and designs. I somehow get word that I'm close, but not quite at my goal.
Suddenly I am in some sort of enormous warehouse that has been transformed into a movie-set-like demonstration area, but with various vignettes, some like department stores, grocery stores, some like dioramas of army set-ups. Convoluted partitions and demarkated areas separate them. There are other people there, but they are fake. I can say or do anything and there are no consequences. After some exploration my eventual motivation is sex. I walk up to a man working on a construction area. He is wearing some sort of plastic/PVC work gear. As I walk up to him I say something and start to piss all over him. His reaction was to simply let me do this. I then find another area where two naked men are having oral sex in front of a white, plastic wall. One man is standing while the other is on his knees sucking the guy's dick. I slightly push away the guy on his knees, and start to grope and kiss the standing man. He resists slightly, but allows me to go on, as though he is instructed to allow me to do what I want, regardless of what he personally feels. I walk over to one of the army-demo areas and see a row of ropes hanging in front of a sort of stage. As I pull down on the ropes, naked men appear out of thin air in suggestive positions as though inviting me to approach and have my way with them. Upon pulling some ropes there are women, and sometimes nothing happens at all. I sort of go on a free-for-all, approaching and doing whatever I want to whoever I want. At some point I am stopped by a phone call from Jacob. Reality sets in. I say I'm doing something wholly other than what is really going on. I feel guilty and quickly get off the phone.
Last scene: Just outside the enormous warehouse there is a diorama-like army set-up. Trucks in various positions. Strewn about the ground are squeeze bottles full, half-full, empty with some bright colored liquid. Bright pinks, greens, yellows, blues. They seem very cartoon-like. I approach the driver's side of one of the trucks and sit down in the seat. In the passenger seat is an army-type guy in camouflage, but with somewhat short shorts. He has very nice legs. Around the floorboard are more of these squeeze bottles. I look over to the army guy; I don't really see his face, but I notice his body, particularly his hairless somewhat tanned legs. I get flushed and want to touch his thighs. He is stroking his thighs in anticipation. The army guy then grabs one of the squeeze bottles and squirts a large amount of the contents all over me; mostly my chest, crotch and legs. The liquid is very thick, viscous, like some sort of uber-lube. I'm half-shocked, but highly aroused. He then comes over to my side of the truck and lies on top of me, and begins to rub his entire body against mine. Essentially it was frottage with colored motor oil.
Black out.
At some sort of school with Jacob. We are there as visitors, but are there to participate. We are separated into different classes. In my class at some point I answer the teacher and stand up on a counter, walking along it to retrieve something from the teacher, then I return to my seat in front of the counter. Another instructor enters, wearing some sort of character costume. I ask him a question, and am asked to be quiet for a moment. There is some talk between the teachers, and I am 'magically' entered into some sort of shop, where I run around in search of some particular goal, which is located in the ceiling. Along the way I grab a soccer jersey from a rack of others and have a distinct smell of something very strong and biting. I enter a small storage room, up a small set of wooden steps, to a trap door in the ceiling, above which is a small area stuffed with advertisements and flyers, reams of them in assorted colors and designs. I somehow get word that I'm close, but not quite at my goal.
Suddenly I am in some sort of enormous warehouse that has been transformed into a movie-set-like demonstration area, but with various vignettes, some like department stores, grocery stores, some like dioramas of army set-ups. Convoluted partitions and demarkated areas separate them. There are other people there, but they are fake. I can say or do anything and there are no consequences. After some exploration my eventual motivation is sex. I walk up to a man working on a construction area. He is wearing some sort of plastic/PVC work gear. As I walk up to him I say something and start to piss all over him. His reaction was to simply let me do this. I then find another area where two naked men are having oral sex in front of a white, plastic wall. One man is standing while the other is on his knees sucking the guy's dick. I slightly push away the guy on his knees, and start to grope and kiss the standing man. He resists slightly, but allows me to go on, as though he is instructed to allow me to do what I want, regardless of what he personally feels. I walk over to one of the army-demo areas and see a row of ropes hanging in front of a sort of stage. As I pull down on the ropes, naked men appear out of thin air in suggestive positions as though inviting me to approach and have my way with them. Upon pulling some ropes there are women, and sometimes nothing happens at all. I sort of go on a free-for-all, approaching and doing whatever I want to whoever I want. At some point I am stopped by a phone call from Jacob. Reality sets in. I say I'm doing something wholly other than what is really going on. I feel guilty and quickly get off the phone.
Last scene: Just outside the enormous warehouse there is a diorama-like army set-up. Trucks in various positions. Strewn about the ground are squeeze bottles full, half-full, empty with some bright colored liquid. Bright pinks, greens, yellows, blues. They seem very cartoon-like. I approach the driver's side of one of the trucks and sit down in the seat. In the passenger seat is an army-type guy in camouflage, but with somewhat short shorts. He has very nice legs. Around the floorboard are more of these squeeze bottles. I look over to the army guy; I don't really see his face, but I notice his body, particularly his hairless somewhat tanned legs. I get flushed and want to touch his thighs. He is stroking his thighs in anticipation. The army guy then grabs one of the squeeze bottles and squirts a large amount of the contents all over me; mostly my chest, crotch and legs. The liquid is very thick, viscous, like some sort of uber-lube. I'm half-shocked, but highly aroused. He then comes over to my side of the truck and lies on top of me, and begins to rub his entire body against mine. Essentially it was frottage with colored motor oil.
Black out.
