Dream Journal
I reached into my closet and pulled out a short, green denim skirt. I pulled the skirt over my long, bare legs, put on my red tennis shoes, and went out for a walk.
I walked down the sidewalk for quite a ways. I made a sharp left at an intersection and bumped into Michael, almost bonking foreheads. We laughed about running into each other and talked for a bit. He decided to turn around and accompany me on my walk.
We walked side by side for a long while in silence, enjoying each others’ company. When I got to where I had been heading, Michael went inside with me. He pushed me onto a couch, pushed up my skirt, and sucked on my clitoris. I orgasmed.