Anyhoo, My brain has been slowly simmering for days now, pondering many things. It's not completely fried yet. Lol.
I did have the most unusual dream last night, very vivid, as most are, so I thought I'd at least share before I head to bed:
I found myself on a bench. Sitting. In front of a school.
A cute woman, who I thought to be a teacher at the school, started walking towards me. She was attractive, a small nose, bobbed brown hair, wearing a
modest purple checkered skirt, and a white blouse. She approached and stood in front of me. I said hi.
She climbed atop me, on my lap, and sat on my lap, placed her hands on my shoulders, and looked into my eyes. I stared back at her. She finally
spoke, talking about how bad I was, that I'd have detention that night, as she ground her hips against mine. I grew in size, excited. It was then
that I became aware that I was on a movie set, and around me were cameras, filming, that I was an actor, and she was an actress, and I was part of a
movie. She reached down between her legs, unbuckled my belt, fiddling, and soon I was exposed. She lifted her skirt, shifted her panties, and
settled upon me, allowing me to enter her fully, and I sighed. She continued talking, not grinding anymore, just coupled. (sidenote: I rarely have
sexual dreams.) As she sat there, I realized this was well before school began, and several other older teachers were walking into the building,
glancing at us, and giving us scolding looks. She would turn and look at them, smile and nod, then focus her attention back on me, telling me how she
was a sucker for the bad boys, imperceptible moving her hips, while I was tempered with the desire to thrust back against her. Suddenly, the bell
rang throughout the school yard, and she abruptly got off of me, fixed her skirt in the most professionally manner possible, and buttoned my jeans
over my expansion and re-buckled my belt. She said out loud, above a normal tone of voice, "I hope you will do better now!", and afterwards, she
looked at me, said she had to get to her class, and I should get to mine, then strode off towards the entrance from which she came. I sat there
bewildered, and as I was wondering, a loud voice hollered, "CUT!". A man approached me, a big burly man all dressed in black, and sat down on the
bench beside me. He had a folder in his hands, and flipped it open, and handed it to me. On the left side of the folder was a number, in bold print,
$5.1m. He patted me on the back, and said this is the figure we were looking at, my salary, that I was perfect for the job. I looked back and forth,
feeling nothing but mild surprise, wondering what was going on. He was chuckling, saying I'd do fine, and to get ready for the next scene.
I found myself then in a classroom, almost instantly, filled with kids younger than I was, all with wireless keyboards on their laps, looking at a big
screen TV at the front of the room, and they were all doing some school work, via wireless, each one typing their solution as they went along. I had
no keyboard. One kid pointed at me, and said I wasn't doing my school work. I told him I didn't know what I was supposed to be doing. They all
pointed to the front of the classroom, and there was a big pile of keyboards in a cardboard box, and I got the impression that I should go get one.
As I was about to rise, the teacher came into the room, the same woman I met earlier on the bench, and she looked at me sourly. She went to the front
of the class.
From there, she pointed at me, and addressed the class. "See there kids, that's a bad guy, a villain. He doesn't want to do his school work."
She started rambling about the ethics of doing the best you can, talking to her kids as any normal teacher would. I noticed she was wearing the same
clothes as our previous encounter. Suddenly, over the loudspeaker, I heard "Cut!" and the whole room went stock still. The big burly guy in all
black strode into the room, and walked directly to the teacher, whispering in her ear. She looked at me, back at him, and nodded. He walked over to
me, and from a few feet away, with a smile, he said, get ready for the next scene. He chuckled, and left the room. I looked around puzzled, but the
teacher was at her desk, oblivious to her surroundings, grading papers and ignoring me. The kids were all back to doing their school work. The door
to the room opened, and four orderlies, dressed in white hospital gowns, with a gurney, entered the room, motioning me over, and I walked over to see
what they wanted......(337 characters left, must continue on another post, the rest.)