Hm.

There must be something that I need to say otherwise I wouldn't have gotten on here...

Shit.


Maybe I'm supposed to write about the dreams I had the other night. This'll be fun.

Okay first off.

It started out with a character select screen style thing. See, I manage to forget a lot of the bits in the middle.
I ended up straddling some chick (A), shoving my chest in her face and shouting "EAT MAH BEWBIES". I then pulled out a card that had that written on it and tried to give the card to her. She refused to take it and crawled on to a picnic table - nude and offering herself to me.

Ahem.

The second dream is too... you know... for anyone to read (but man was it fun). Scratch that, I'll talk.
K and 5 are hanging out in my parent's room. In their bed, specifically. K is watching TV. I regard them. K sort of grunts at me. 5 is very happy to see me. I think happy is the word for it.
Okay, she wanted my cock.
Loudly.
Or rather, she jumped at seeing me, exclaiming "Big black cock! Gimmie that big black cock. I want your big black dick in me." She wanted it.
R didn't care and was still watching TV.
I (almost jokingly - almost) straddled her about the midsection. If I hadn't had pants on my dong would have been in between her breasts.
Then it was. It was like it was a camera cut.
I was tit-fucking her. She was holding them together and moving around and everything. When the end of it wasn't in her mouth she was shouting "Big black dick MMM! Yeah, gimmie you big black cock! Big black dick, big black cock, big black dick, big black dick!"
This was a fun dream.

Third. I'm chasing some terrorist (Saddam, Bin Laden who knows) through a graveyard I stp and use some chopsticks to dig a hole over a grave and put some eyes in it. Human eyes.

Fourth and last, but it might actually be part of the previous. I'm like L except new to the job. my predecessor is gone for some reason, but his assistant a white/platinum-blond with short hair - a bob cut. She is dressed casually, a black and grey tshirt and thin black pants - she's pretty good looking. The room is dark, only lit by the monitor she sits in front of and the one near it with an empty chair. I sit down as she's rolled her chair over. She's showing me how the system works, and making small talk, telling me about herself. I'm thinking something along the lines of "How did the guy before me ever get any work done with her around?". It was something to that effect anyway, probably dirtier.