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I dreamt I was going to get married to a woman. I don't know who or what she looked like because in my dream I was somewhere far off on a market trying to find her the perfect gift. Apparently the perfect gift was a red leather pair of pants. In this market I was at there were some things lying around and a couple of counters with people behind them that sold you stuff. For some reason you didn't know what you had bought until you had given them their money and unpacked the box that you just bought. It was said that red leather pants were supposed to be in one of these boxes. I tried a couple but had no success.
Plot twist; I and two very attractive polish women are being chased by some bad guys on a rooftop. I push them off so they fall down a few meters onto a balcony and they can flee to safety. I join them and we lose the bad guys. Then I wanted their help getting the red leather pants but they kept running away from me thinking I was going to rape them. After I explained to them I'm not after them for sex, but for red leather pants, they acquiesced and took me to their place. There was a mirror and some make-up stuff in their room and they asked me what colour the pants should be - I had to show them by pointing out a lipstick with the right colour. It wasn't bright red and it wasn't dark red either but something inbetween. And the threading was supposed to be white.. or gray.. we were working together to make the pants and there was suddenly a big sexual tension between us, wtf.. and then I couldn't decide on the colour of the threading because suddenly we were talking about whether I had thought of a wedding cake.
Yes ofcourse, the wedding cake. The first thought that came to mind was a cake that covered the entire ceiling of the livingroom and looked just like the ceiling. Then I remembered gravity and I changed my idea to a cake that covers the entire floor of the livingroom, and looked just like the original floor. Immediately the imagery of someone stepping into the room and discovering it is cake came to mind.
And then I dreamt about a cabin on an island called Ameland. And then I pretty much woke up at the sight of two pussies curling up very closely together at the footend of my bed.
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(VISITOR) AUTHOR'S NAME
NovaFlash
MESSAGE TIMESTAMP
03 august 2008, 20:50:46
AUTHOR'S IP LOGGED
85.146.160.235
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