I love it when I have sex dreams. Mmmm.
I dreamed I was going to a party with Velvet and Lumiere. This was a raucous party, people getting naked all over the place, no holds barred. It's pretty much an orgy scene, i'm watching a bunch of people writhing in some really anatomically unlikely positions. Velvet drags me off to a handy bedroom, and someone (an Asian girl with braids in her hair) hands me this...thing. I ask her what it is, and she shows me that it's an elaborate strap-on. It's made of black latex and silicone.
Oooh, hot damn! I put the harness on (with the help of said Asian girl, who keeps purring at me and tweaking my nipples), and it turns out that not only has it got fun bits for my partner, it's got fun bits for me, too. It's got a little vibrator in it as well as a dildo on the inside as well as one on the outside.
So I dream that I'm having a hard, hot bout of sex with Velvet, and I actually have an orgasm in the dream. And boy, is it ever a good one. I see stars and everything, and she and I are both making these great screaming noises. (At this point, the dream has taken on this really interesting anime feel. Sparklies and all.)
And we're laying there in this really delicious afterglow, and suddenly the cops decide to raid the place. I take off the harness and run outdoors looking for a place to hide it. When I do, I try to find my way back to the party, but i'm lost and there are a number of other parties going on and I'm alone and naked and I've suddenly noticed it's cold out.
I finally find the party again and find my clothes, my girlfriend, and her boyfriend. At the point the dream fades away in a mass of wriggling bodies.
Yum!
I had a lovely time today. It was one of those chilly yet sunny days that are an invitation to roll down the car windows and let the wind blow in. I went out to Redmond for a little bit this morning, and as I was coming back I was treated to the vision of Mount Rainier in its solitary splendor, the sun glowing off the snow and shining on the bottom of the clouds that rested in the peak. It looked almost as if it were floating on a layer of shining clouds.Grocery shopping was fun, with over an hour to wander the aisles. Wandering up and down, picking up food for myself and for the nest meeting tomorrow. When I went to Trader Joe's, they were playing jazz music, and I was bopping down the aisles, collecting my fair share of strange looks. I just giggled and continued to look for my wine.
And then I went to see Girl, Interrupted. Winona Ryder is really freakishly pretty. She even managed to sob prettily. The movie itself is really, really good. Afterwards, I was in a bit of a haze as I attempted to recover from it.
They managed to do justice to one of my favorite books. Amazing.
*** Feb 6, 2000 0:12 (#371) BROADCAST from ***** *** >Sinead O'Connor is my DYSFUNCTIONAL GODDESS OF POSTMODERN SENTIMENT.
This new channel, Oxygen, is really kinda freaky. Animated Bitchy Bitch and Breakup Girl?Now we need animated Hothead Paisan and my world will be nearly complete.
