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I dreamt, I dreamt!! Well I have got an ickle entry about my trip to London today, but don't have time to write it out. Yet. Instead I'm going to write down my dream in the hopes that *smile* Pretty please? Ok. So. I was sitting in the cinema/theatre place in really comfy armchairs in a very posh looking hotel. On the arm of my chair was my boyfriend. Not Mark, but his brother although it wasn't his real brother but a boy I fancied at school. So I had my crush sitting beside me and on all the other sofas and chairs were girls (and other people) that I went to school with. Staring. At me. The boy, ok let's call him by his name, Kevin was sitting there on the chair and whispering sweet nothings in my ear, kissing me, stroking my thigh and generally trying to be rude with me. I loved it! I asked if it felt weird being with me when I'd already been with Mark (his older brother) and he said it didn't. It felt great! In the end we skipped the end of whatever it was we were watching and went back to our very swanky hotel room. He packed our bags because we were apparently leaving to go elsewhere. Afterwards we got up to a little before-we-leave sex, which was fantastic. Then I woke up. I always wake up at the good bits. Damn. I wanted to write that down because I very rarely remember my dreams, but the fact I was dreaming about Mark's brother was odd. Kevin is someone I really really really really liked at school and I would have done absolutely anything to be with him. Or for him to have even noticed me. Oh well. That's it for now. |