Dream Journal
I was in the bath tub, half full of water, lying on my back near the end with the faucet. My arms were spread straight over my head reaching into the middle of the tub (the tub was quite large).
Marty poked his head around the curtain at the other end of the tub and smiled at me. He stepped into the tub and crouched down while I talked to him. I could see that he was naked from the waist down. When I asked what he was doing he just leered at me.
I realized he was naked and that he shouldn’t be in the tub with me. “Jesus, Marty!” I said as I wrapped a towel around me to cover my nakedness. I stepped out of the tub and left the bathroom.
I went into the bedroom to get dressed and he went to the couch and sat down. The interior walls weren’t finished in places. There were a few exposed studs in the wall between the bedroom and the living room, and Marty could see right through them into the bedroom.
I grabbed a shirt from my dresser and stepped back behind the finished portion of the wall to put it on. When I unfolded it I saw it was a black corset with stocking suspenders.
I wanted to dress as quickly as possible, so I slipped the straps over my arms and wondered how I would fasten the back when Marty appeared in the doorway. He said my corset looked good and I told him to leave. He wouldn’t leave, though, so I grabbed my jacket and headed to the door.
He grabbed my arms and held me against his body. Looking through the screen door to the outside, I struggled to get free but he held me firmly. I tried to hit him but my arms were like jelly and had no power in them. He turned and went into the living room.
I took the opportunity to run out of the house and down my parents’ front lawn. I could see the neighbor’s while house down the hill and wondered if I could reach it before Marty caught up with me. I knew he would rape me.