Dream Journal
I was to be on a game show with three other women and four men. it was explained to us that we would get paired up, one man and one woman. The men would go into a separate room while the women got dressed. The women would get whipped cream applied around their pubic hair. When their partners returned, he was to eat the whipped cream off of her and the first man done would be the winner.
The men went through a door and us women were presented with a box of approved attire to change into. The other women made their selections and changed quickly. I pulled a few skimpy things out and looked at the male emcee who stood watching us. I was uncomfortable to change in front of him, but knew it was how things were to be done.
The articles of clothing I picked were very loose and flowing, but not in any pretty way. The colors were faded and looked almost stained. I lounged on a large pile of pillows with the girls and felt an overwhelming sense of ennui coming from them.
I did not like the man with whom I had been paired. I worried that he wouldn’t stop at the whipped cream and realized that he might even try to rape me. I told the other women that I was worried about getting raped and they didn’t seem to care.
I decided that I didn’t want to take my chances and told the women that I wouldn’t play; they hardly looked up. When the men came out from behind their door, I stood and announced that I would not be taking part in the game.
My partner stormed over to me and grabbed my wrist. He demanded that I participate, and when I told everyone that I was scared of being raped, he yanked me away from the group and got a bit violent. I knew that I had been right about him, and thought that he might rape me anyway. I wondered how I would escape.
Themes: Sex