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I had the same dream twice last night, on purpose. I woke up in the middle for... obvious reasons. And then went back to sleep, thinking it over in as much detail as I could remember and managed to have the dream all over again (though the second time around I was watching it on television).
There was this little boy being looked after by this beautiful woman social worker. He had all sorts of problems thanks to some unmentioned traumatic experiences in childhood. But he and his social worker were working through that. One night (perhaps something happened that day, I don't know/can't remember) he ended up begging to sleep in the same room as her. So he ended up on the floor in a sleeping bag, the social worker sleeped in the single bed in the room, and the social worker's equally beautiful lesbian lover slept on the floor in a sleeping bag as well. The kid got to talking about things and ended up (somehow) needing a demonstration of sex. And for SOME reason, they managed to justify it to themselves as something that would help him! Not an incredibly smart social worker, but she loved the kid and knew him well enough to be able to say it would help.
So her lover climbs up onto the bed and puts a orange, translucent sheet over her naked body. You should still see her body just fine(she was lying on her back), just not the details like nipples. Then her lover starts making love to her and I, in the dream, suddenly became the narrator and started explaining what they were doing as though I was writing the sex scene. Kissing her cheek and mouth, nuzzling into her neck, sucking nipples "hungrily" and squeezing breasts, hands going everywhere. Reaching under the sheet with skin against skin. Hands rushing up and down chest and thighs, closer and closer, rubbing and massaging and just as hand made it to crotch and she was about to orgasm in walked a guy.
At least, that's how my narration went. And that's when I woke up and made myself go back to sleep finally. After which the sex scene was replayed for me on television (my mother was there watching with me but doing her crossword puzzle so she didn't really watch and didn't understand why the kid was being taken away). The social worker tried to explain that it would help- and I was losing my trust in her, even though she made some incredible justification I can't remember now. I remember thinking this was SO wrong but somehow it made sense in the dream.
Anyway, there was something X-men related at that point. The kid had mutant powers or some of the other kids in the house (I don't really know what kind of house, I'm assuming an orphanage-type place) and he did something like kick everyone out of the house and sit there alone because he was so pissed at them taking his social worker away. That part's all fuzzy to me, but it's something close to that.
Well... at least my subconscious seems to be in-tune with Pride Weekend here! :-)
There was this little boy being looked after by this beautiful woman social worker. He had all sorts of problems thanks to some unmentioned traumatic experiences in childhood. But he and his social worker were working through that. One night (perhaps something happened that day, I don't know/can't remember) he ended up begging to sleep in the same room as her. So he ended up on the floor in a sleeping bag, the social worker sleeped in the single bed in the room, and the social worker's equally beautiful lesbian lover slept on the floor in a sleeping bag as well. The kid got to talking about things and ended up (somehow) needing a demonstration of sex. And for SOME reason, they managed to justify it to themselves as something that would help him! Not an incredibly smart social worker, but she loved the kid and knew him well enough to be able to say it would help.
So her lover climbs up onto the bed and puts a orange, translucent sheet over her naked body. You should still see her body just fine(she was lying on her back), just not the details like nipples. Then her lover starts making love to her and I, in the dream, suddenly became the narrator and started explaining what they were doing as though I was writing the sex scene. Kissing her cheek and mouth, nuzzling into her neck, sucking nipples "hungrily" and squeezing breasts, hands going everywhere. Reaching under the sheet with skin against skin. Hands rushing up and down chest and thighs, closer and closer, rubbing and massaging and just as hand made it to crotch and she was about to orgasm in walked a guy.
At least, that's how my narration went. And that's when I woke up and made myself go back to sleep finally. After which the sex scene was replayed for me on television (my mother was there watching with me but doing her crossword puzzle so she didn't really watch and didn't understand why the kid was being taken away). The social worker tried to explain that it would help- and I was losing my trust in her, even though she made some incredible justification I can't remember now. I remember thinking this was SO wrong but somehow it made sense in the dream.
Anyway, there was something X-men related at that point. The kid had mutant powers or some of the other kids in the house (I don't really know what kind of house, I'm assuming an orphanage-type place) and he did something like kick everyone out of the house and sit there alone because he was so pissed at them taking his social worker away. That part's all fuzzy to me, but it's something close to that.
Well... at least my subconscious seems to be in-tune with Pride Weekend here! :-)
