I had a dream last night about hooking up with a guy I know. He's a cute, nice guy. He said he liked me in the dream, that I was a beautiful woman. We started kissing and touching each other. It felt really good. Then he got up to leave, "Where are you going?" I asked him. "I have to go to the drugstore." He climbed out his window and left. The drugstore? I thought, Of course! Condoms. Wait...CONDOMS?! That means we are going to have sex, right? I wondered if there was any way I could reason my way out of this. I can't have sex, I'm a virgin. I'm untouchable. But another part of me resigned myself to just let myself go, to give a try, see if it hurt or felt good. After all, what's the worst that could happen?
Unfortunately I never got to find that out, since I woke up. But it's encouraging in some ways, even my subconscious is antsy to figure out what sex is like.
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