Dream Journal
I was in a bathrobe in my bedroom - but I wasn’t with B. I was with another man…. but we weren’t touching. I was sitting in a lounge chair and he on the edge of the bed… just talking. I crossed my legs and was aware that my upper thigh was showing… then was aware that my gentleman friend had noticed, as well. He said that I was beautiful. I asked him something…. maybe ‘what’s so beautiful about me?’ (?) He said that he longed to tough me… then ran through a list of attributes. My hair, my eyes, my breasts, my stomach, my long legs. He said he just wanted to wrap his arms around me and feel my genitalia.
Then some other girls showed up in the room. I recall them all being very gorgeous and very thin - models, perhaps? We had a long discussion. I turned back to my gentleman friend (who was now real-life-friend matt) and he was sitting up masturbating. I asked why he was doing that, and he said that he just couldn’t help himself… I do it to him. I left the room confused.
When I returned, the gentleman was now my brother Damon. We were still siblings, but we were acting really young - like we were having a slumber party. When we finally went to bed, he grabbed my breast and said “boobie” and that sent us both into giggling fits.
Themes: Sex