The Stuff that Dreams Are Made Of…

I tend to dream in full technicolor and surround sound. Not such a bad thing…I mean it’s like being in a movie that hasn’t been released yet. Great, right? Hmm yeah unless it’s a nightmare…or some erotic fantasy. WAIT I know what you’re thinking…what’s so bad about an erotic fantasy dream? Well, try being single and waking up from a dream like that. Oh noooowwww that horror movie/nightmare dream doesn’t sound so bad, huh? Case in point…

Well IDK where I was in this particular dream but the room, the space was perfect…low lighting but then there were these candles all around the room…they gave off just enough scent to be pleasing and soothing but not overpowering…And then there were flowers…music was playing…it was my list...How do I know it was my list? Because he said " I made it just for you…"

I took a shower and came out of the bathroom with this pure white, super fluffy and warm bath sheet (yeah has to be a dream those things aren’t usually thick). So, there I was in this bath sheet and I walked towards the bed to lie down for my massage- oh right I didn’t mention that part but yeah this was supposed to be a massage appointment. Yeah surprised me, too. But as I approached the bed to lie down, he stopped me and said "come here"…so of course I did. He hugged me and held me tight and said with that deadly sexy voice of his…"this night is all about you..."

Then he unwrapped me…pulled me in close, so very close and sat me on the edge of the bed. I didn’t know what to expect…"relax... I got you"…then he grabbed my arms and pulled me to him…he grabbed my legs and wrapped them around him…my eyes grew wide when he bent over me and began to rub my shoulders and back with this oil that smelled so soothing and relaxing…no idea where he pulled the oil from…but his large, man-sized hands were covered in it…and then so was I…

What happened next? Is there more? Absolutely! But this is enough for part 1…don’t you agree???

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