TMI

I had this way more adventurous friend than me when I was about 14/15 and she was always ringing me to tell me about how she had smoked or got drunk or shoplifted. And one day she rang me and told me, really casually like she was above telling me and didn't care at all, that she'd lost her virginity to a guy called Slimy in the park. It literally put me off sex until I finished school, I was so grossed out by the whole idea. Just this fear that I would end up rolling in mud with a guy called Slimy, ugh.

Then the first couple of times I tried to have sex with a long term boyfriend in his nice room full of comics and games consoles he couldn't get it in, like Liz Lemon I just clamped up like fort knox. I swear that even now sex is tinged by this fear that I'm disgusting and he is slimy. Ugh. Bloody adventurous friends.

I remember freaking the other girls out in first grade because they were playing that they were having babies, with a ball under the shirt, and then decided it was time to have the baby and one was the doctor pretending to cut the other one with finger scissors and I told them that wasn't how it worked and how it did work.

You guys make me feel much better!

Do you ever have those dreams where you accidentally kill someone, and then you realize you're dreaming, so you use your powers to fly away instead of bringing them back to life?

I have dreams where I kill someone, and the rest of the dream I'm on the run.

My last kill dream was I beat a guy to death until he turned into a dead pig and then I was swimming in a swimming pool when two cops came to talk to me. I told them to go into the house and look because there's no dead body on the floor in there, so when they went in the house to see the dead body on the floor in there, it gave me just enough time to jump out of the pool and run.

Nicely done!

Ever have a dream where someone kills you? And then the dream goes on without you?

That happened once. I woke up and was all Seriously, what the fuck?

No way! That's the weirdest thing. So was it like watching a TV program then? Or were you flying above them?

And murder.
I don't know why, but I usually chose that.
There's gotta be some psychological reason for a lucid dream choices, Liberum69.

Following around, watching, like a steadycam documentary.

That's just weird to not be involved, isn't it?

I've killed in my dreams, but I never had a legit "kill dream." I feel like such a pussy.

I've never killed in a dream. I've never even been able to properly beat someone up, every time I seem to go into slow motion, every swing and kick and shove like I am under water.

When I punch, it's like that. But guns seem to work just fine in dreams.

Its partially my job to know how to kill. And the person in my dreams is always the attacker. Some crackhead or socio/psycho.
So, I wake up with a feeling of resolution.
My brain feels so relaxed, like it got a massage. Must be how Dexter is supposed to feel after doing his vigilante thing. Although, mine is far less gory and more cut and dry. Like squashing that fat slow-flying bastard fly who likes to land on your sandwiches, when you get up to search for the remote, that you've chased around the kitchen for 2 days.

Well, not to kill. More to protect and keep the peace. That's the last resort on the resolution scale.

I could queue in on this business and totally freak you all out.

We're waiting.

Yup.

I have been killed in my dreams and had the dream keep going. Third person point of view.
SOmetimes I am not even in my dreams, not physically. More likea ghost that just watches.
I have been killed and taken on another role in the dream.
I am not always me in my dreams. And sometimes I am someone else watching me.
I have killed people in my dreams
I have been killed in my dreams.
I have even killed myself in dreams just to see if I could do it. Somtimes it makes me wake up, other times it just changes the dream, or makes me gain lucid powers. Other times I just walk around with hole in my head.

In most of my dreams that do not involve bears, I swear my mother and throw a tantrum and want to kick her. That's obviously because I don't (and won't) do that in real life.

My TMI: Since neither of us is ever home alone anymore, I was thinking of getting a hotel room for one night when I get my student's fund and have an old time's night with an impossible number of times and hardly any sleep at all.

I still have trouble finishing with Cassie. I get nervious with new lovers. Plus the meds. I mean I finish from her or me manually.

Get a hotel room, just do it.

You mean it's not suposed to? That's weird.

Oh my God those are the best. When it twitches inside you.

I always like when I am all the way in and I make it flex and move around. I get the best looks.

Then again I also like it when they stand still for half a minute and it's just there.

It's getting hot in here! Is anybody else a little warm? sheesh

qft

When I lost my virginity to my high school sweetheart, she didn't want to do it, but I told her I would only put the tip in and that it wouldn't hurt and couldn't get her pregnant. She told me to promise only to put the tip in, and I promised, but then when I got her pants down I stuck it all the way in. I was going for a while and then she said, "Alright... put the rest in! Do it!" and I said, "Nope! A promise is a promise."

No you guys, I know about the twitchy thing, duh. I meant that when I was young I thought the penis moved up and down like a lever, all on it's own and that's ALL IT DID and so I was shocked when I got the old in and out. I was only 14 for Christ's sake.

You people need to watch Paprika.

I've had plenty of killing, getting killed, shooting being shot at, and pulling bullets out of my flesh, fighting, not being able to fight, flying, falling,etc. So many lucid dreams and I try to document the very lucid dreams and I usually interpret them.

I haven't had a guy do the twitchy thing in a long time. Last few times I've had sex were too amazing to even really be fully cognitive of every little movement. I think my brains were literally fucked out(wow that sounds a lot worse than it should), but I seriously would feel stupid afterwards. I wasn't coherent and could barely converse with the guy.

The dreams that I remember are usually like... me having a slightly above average day in which I go to all my classes and people are nicer than usual and traffic lights turn green as soon as I roll up.

Is that too much to ask for, Real Life?

Huh.

I wish I had known this, like, years ago.

You know we can do that at will, right?

Ya I rememer showing a couple girls the magic of making my bits move. I mean its no elephant trunk but still.

Someone dressdown this shit

The, uh, just having it in thing, while I am on top, and just a little bit of a rotating thing on my part, not up and down, just little wiggling.

For some minutes then GO!!!!

yeah. That is quite wonderful.

I knew what you meant. Other guys can't move theirs like a lever?

Yeah, that's always nice.

Haha. I call it scooting... which is not sexy, but fuck it. Feels good.

I call it "I'm gonna have an orgasm here soon."

heh

This post keeps making me giggle.

I like when it sings inside.

I swear I just vomited over how good a song was. That, or all these weird drug combinations.

Way to ruin all the sexy talk.

Just cooled way the hell down in here.

Yeah, Nick, you idiot. I just about had them all gush gushelsplack with that.

^5!

Took me a long time to, but damn, when things started happening for real...

I am also beginning to truly believe that old adage that women peak in their thirties. One of my closest friend is 39 now this year and she says she finally understands what eighteen year old boys must feel like all the time. Her words: "I need it, and I feel like I could die if I don't get it now.".

So I'll have an even stronger sex drive? Damn, then I better make sure to be married by that time.