Letter

Friday 25th May 2012

I was in my bedroom, I heard the postman deliver some mail and walked down to the door. I picked everything up, going through it as normal. One of the envelopes were for me, from Fremantle Media Australia, seems I had mail from Australia.

The Devil and I

Monday 14th May 2012

I found myself sat in my bed, completely naked. I was looking straight forward at two young women, they were both attractive. I realised this was part of a dream I had previously been in some days ago. I looked to the left and saw a young female, completely naked, small breasts and very slender. She couldn’t have been much taller than 5’6”. Her dark hair passed her shoulders, she was looking at me but reaching for the door handle.

There were marks, possibly mud possibly other things, over her waist. Whatever it was I didn’t really care. I just couldn’t help but find her attractive. I spoke to her then. “I don’t care if you’re the devil. I still want to fuck you.”

This made her smile, a smile so far from innocent but so full of desire. She walked over to me, climbed on the bed and mounted me. She began to slowly rub herself against me, I could feel her heat, her wetness. She raised herself just enough so she could slide down my shaft, the sensations were amazing. I tried to thrust myself up to meet her, but her hands on my waist pushed me down. “Slowly.” She said as she continued to do the work herself.

Ground Hog FAs

Thursday 10th May 2012

I awoke in my bed. As with most of my False Awakenings I was immediately lucid due to minor inaccuracies. In this case my bed was in a position it hasn’t been in several years. I looked around the room and saw something crawling across the wall. I tried desperately to wake myself up.

I awoke again in my bed, another FA, everything the same as the previous FA. Again I willed myself to wake up… Three more times I only awakened into FAs.

On the final time, things were different. There was nothing crawling on the floor. I started to get up, as I did a large bee flew at my head. I guess if I wasn’t going to fall for these FAs, then my subconscious was just going to try and scare the crap out of me instead. This time, on willing myself to wake up I finally did.

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