agnosticprophet

I think I'll share a dream that I had recently, which was a rather sexual one. My dreams that involve sex (usually occurring during times when circumstances have limited the real thing), usually have stupid, transparent, porno-quality plots, and I notice that as I've gotten older, they've increased in frequency. That's not the odd thing, though. The other thing that's changed over the years is that most of my erotic dreams have some comic element, as if I'm making fun of the situation in my subconscious mind. I guess that makes sense, since I tend to wisecrack during movie sex scenes, (and you should hear me heckle porno).
Anyway, this specific dream involved going to the dentist, and due to the nature of the dream, there was a bed in the dentist's office. Of course. As I sat there, waiting for the dentist to arrive, Bryan came into the room and sat down beside me. "Wait a minute," I said. "I thought you didn't like men...?" He replied, "I don't. It's ok, though. He's a dentist." I remembered when I woke up that I had told Bryan the day before that I'd have to find us a dentist soon, because we both needed some dental work done. It's nice to wake up relaxed and laughing.