my sister and i are out on the boat. we went out together for a daytrip on the water, on the lake. the scenery, all is very dark. crowded forests and dark water.
we come back and through the trek on the path i come across a white horse. he is a mirage but frightens me nonetheless. he curves his long white neck down at me from the cliff above and the idea is that he is going to kill me. he sees me. he spies me. i am caught.
little relief comes from the knowledge that he is just a hologram.
we continue up the path and we are bounding up these dirt stairs cut into a tall hill, to our cabin, which we share with dad and elizabeth.
we get there and there are candles lit, but as we near they are blown out one by one. by an invisible force.
we enter the cabin through the front screen door and the room is dark and trails of swirling candle smoke choke the air. they are gone. we know they have been taken.
we are incredibly worried and about to panic. we trek off, stage right, to find help or answers.
the next thing i remember is coming to the house of the shaman who lives over the water. his house juts out over the water. katie and i are about to reach him, carefully hands and knees on the rafters. he is on a loft, surrounded by his shamanic treasures. he is costumed as one would expect a tribal witch doctor to be. he is apologetically stammering and i am demanded answers that i know he has.
i reach out and leap the last 10 ft of space between us and land on his loft. the house is a bit like a barn.
we learn from him that the dark forces from the other, secret hidden side of the island are taking and murdering those whose birthday it is.
we set out again.
at one point i am in a hotel room on the balcony and in come a swarm of them. drew brown is heading them and they're all singing happy birthday. i yell and yell at them, it's NOT my birthday its NOT. he keeps saying it is.
i enter the bedroom and angrily confront him. he explains that if he didnt throw me under the bus, they would've killed him, because it is really HIS birthday. i snap his neck, removing the head, and throw it up into the moving blades of the ceiling fan. how dare you betray me. coward.
the force from the other side of the island is magical however, and i believe that no one can escape them.
flash to me floating in water, and i'm in the sydney opera house - at least the rigging. someone is shooting arrows at us and i'm a little afraid they're going to shoot down the rigging. floating in the ocean. floating in australia.
we move back, the other floater and i, and now we're in an outdoor theatre. i'm in the bleachers in front of two australian men, marveling at their accents. a girl beside me is in a blue tanktop and her tits are small but gorgeous. she has longish dark hair. i marvel at her and pour over her, giving compliments abound. then the men behind me start to flirt, and one of them wraps his arms around me. we begin flirting and making out, there in the outdoor theatre.
then move to me on a stage, another part of the dream. there is a really hot woman who looks a bit like naomi campbell. a man is asking her to take off her clothes. a group of women to her left and behind say ' that little line too! ' for she's wearing a thong. i help her take it off and glide hands over smooth skin. we begin fucking, and i realize she has a dick as well as a pussy, and beautiful breasts -small like mine. i ask her if she minds if i jump on it, and she says something like it will not be the same. but i do anyway, i am all lubed up. she is gorgeous, if underexperienced and a bit self-conscious. i look for a vibrator, the crowd of girls is now around us and helping us out. i'm fucking her and trying to come, even in this crowd of people. i am on top and her dick is deep inside me. i kiss her.
and wake up wanting to be fucked. needing to come.
we come back and through the trek on the path i come across a white horse. he is a mirage but frightens me nonetheless. he curves his long white neck down at me from the cliff above and the idea is that he is going to kill me. he sees me. he spies me. i am caught.
little relief comes from the knowledge that he is just a hologram.
we continue up the path and we are bounding up these dirt stairs cut into a tall hill, to our cabin, which we share with dad and elizabeth.
we get there and there are candles lit, but as we near they are blown out one by one. by an invisible force.
we enter the cabin through the front screen door and the room is dark and trails of swirling candle smoke choke the air. they are gone. we know they have been taken.
we are incredibly worried and about to panic. we trek off, stage right, to find help or answers.
the next thing i remember is coming to the house of the shaman who lives over the water. his house juts out over the water. katie and i are about to reach him, carefully hands and knees on the rafters. he is on a loft, surrounded by his shamanic treasures. he is costumed as one would expect a tribal witch doctor to be. he is apologetically stammering and i am demanded answers that i know he has.
i reach out and leap the last 10 ft of space between us and land on his loft. the house is a bit like a barn.
we learn from him that the dark forces from the other, secret hidden side of the island are taking and murdering those whose birthday it is.
we set out again.
at one point i am in a hotel room on the balcony and in come a swarm of them. drew brown is heading them and they're all singing happy birthday. i yell and yell at them, it's NOT my birthday its NOT. he keeps saying it is.
i enter the bedroom and angrily confront him. he explains that if he didnt throw me under the bus, they would've killed him, because it is really HIS birthday. i snap his neck, removing the head, and throw it up into the moving blades of the ceiling fan. how dare you betray me. coward.
the force from the other side of the island is magical however, and i believe that no one can escape them.
flash to me floating in water, and i'm in the sydney opera house - at least the rigging. someone is shooting arrows at us and i'm a little afraid they're going to shoot down the rigging. floating in the ocean. floating in australia.
we move back, the other floater and i, and now we're in an outdoor theatre. i'm in the bleachers in front of two australian men, marveling at their accents. a girl beside me is in a blue tanktop and her tits are small but gorgeous. she has longish dark hair. i marvel at her and pour over her, giving compliments abound. then the men behind me start to flirt, and one of them wraps his arms around me. we begin flirting and making out, there in the outdoor theatre.
then move to me on a stage, another part of the dream. there is a really hot woman who looks a bit like naomi campbell. a man is asking her to take off her clothes. a group of women to her left and behind say ' that little line too! ' for she's wearing a thong. i help her take it off and glide hands over smooth skin. we begin fucking, and i realize she has a dick as well as a pussy, and beautiful breasts -small like mine. i ask her if she minds if i jump on it, and she says something like it will not be the same. but i do anyway, i am all lubed up. she is gorgeous, if underexperienced and a bit self-conscious. i look for a vibrator, the crowd of girls is now around us and helping us out. i'm fucking her and trying to come, even in this crowd of people. i am on top and her dick is deep inside me. i kiss her.
and wake up wanting to be fucked. needing to come.
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