Dream Journal
Steve and I were at the grocery store, and I paid for our items with cash from my very fat wallet. When we left, I discovered that I had lost my small pink tooth. I still had my big pink tooth. I went back to the grocery store and asked the woman who checked us out about my small pink tooth. She said that a girl had found one, and pointed her out to me.
I knew she had my tooth and confronted her, but she denied it. I grabbed her, angry, and shook her shoulders. I squeezed her wrist hard and dragged her around. I yelled at her that I wanted it back. She admitted to finding it in a long, dark tunnel, and told me that she wouldn’t give it back.
I told her that if she gave it back to me I would tell her how to find one of her own. She agreed and I told her where to find a pink tooth before she gave mine back. I realized my mistake and knew she would never give it back to me.
I pinned her to the ground, spread her legs, and looked inside her vaginal lips. She rolled her eyes, not struggling against me at all. It wasn’t there.