Dream Journal
Michael’s brother had bought a small cabin just down the hill from my parents’ place, and Michael had just moved in. Michael walked up the hill to visit with me for a bit, and I told my parents that I would walk him home so I could show him a quick trail between the two places.
We went downstairs to leave from my parents’ basement door, but there was a moose yearling staring in the picture windows. When it saw us, it went nuts and threw itself at the windows trying to get in.
We went back upstairs and my dad went down to “take care of it.” Michael hung around for a while longer, not uncomfortable around my family but definitely wanting to get back to his own place.
I headed back down the stairs to check on my dad’s progress, only to find he had let the yearling inside and it was in the process of freaking out in the root cellar while my dad watched television. The yearling ran toward me, and I ran up the stairs.
Rodney stood at the top of the stairs and I jumped into his arms with my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist to get away from the moose. Then I felt a penis inside of me. We stood there for a second or two before I calmly got down like nothing happened.