Dreaming...

Last night, I didn't sleep all that well. I had the weirdest dreams about two women and manufacturing of some pipe product. I'm sure there is some Freudian statement to be said about that last sentence, but I will let it pass.

One of the things which struck me was they were prostitutes. A blond and a raven haired beauties, but remarkable in that they were very skinny and wore white underwear. The blond girl showed them to me at every opportunity she got. The act of sex cost me $75, but I never really dreamed of the actual act. I did often think about it and how tight her panties stretched across her butt and pussy. I envisioned a lot of camel toe.

Every time I woke up I was excited. Nothing I could do about it and felt very frustrated. When I drifted back to sleep, the dream continued. I worked at a place that manufactured some sort of pipe and I came up with a new product. I hired these girls to help produce it, but they only wanted to work because they wanted to be near me. Everything had a sexual connotation.

I think the dream really means that I'm a pervert and all I do is think about sex.

Some people think that is a bad thing...I'm not sure yet.

cya laterz