Actually, it was more semi-erotic. We were fully dressed, making out big time. When it came time to get undressed, I stopped and said “Wait! I can’t screw up things between me and (my guy in real life)! And you can’t screw up stuff between you and your girl! We have to stop this!” He agreed, and we got up and left the room.
What a weenie I am. I can’t even cheat on my boyfriend in my dreams…
Well, Sue, the one problem with it being you is that a fling with another woman would in no way screw up my relationship with almost-Mr. Athena. In fact, I’m pretty sure he’d be all for it. I’ll try to direct my dream that way next time.
Actually, I think the fun of it is letting all you fellow dopers get all in a flurry about just who it was. I think I’ll let ya wait a little while longer…
You’re right, Tymp. It was you. At least… I think it was you. He was very handsome, sexy body, nice muscley chest. But that pretty much describes all you doper guys, doesn’t it?
Athena, I’m flattered. Don’t hesitate in your next dream of me, I’ll make sure you wake up with a smile on your face (though you may have to clean the sheets the next morning…)
Funny, like Sue I imagined a lesbian dream too. Then it occured to me I should be involved in this. Sadly my singleness precludes it. Sometimes I frighten myself.
Anyways, Athena…give it up, you need to clue us guys in. Who knows who’ll be dreaming about you tonite after reading this.
My other question is: Is he a fabulous kisser? I mean were your legs weak and your brain went to jello?
< damn I need to get one if he was fabulous > hehe
I’ve seen this poster in all foras, at least, all the ones I frequent. I’ll leave it to you to figure out which foras I hang out in.
I’m not sure where he comes from physically. Some vague memory tells me someplace midwest or east.
Omniscient, it was a dream. Mayhaps you are hooked up with a wimmin’ or two in dreamland. I dunno, you seem handsome and muscley to me… I wouldn’t rule yourself out yet.
Techchick, I gotta admit, it was a pretty fabulous dream. Weak legs, jello brain, the whole nine yards. I was pretty bummed when I came to my senses and realized that I hadn’t let myself go through with it in the dream. Damn subconscious.