I just had a fucked up dream and wanted to commit it to writing before i forgot it.
Ok, so me and some friends were at this hotel and this girl that i used to know from high school come over for some reason. Previous to this i was just talking about how lip piercings and anything in this area were incredibly sexy. She walks in and starts putting in her piercings since she had to take them out for work, much like i do. Wonder of wonders she has two marilyns and one where her cheekbone is. Of course i was immediately smitten with her and flirting commenced. On the news while we were talking there was this story about how this guy had been killed, didn't think anything of it at the time.
So the weekend or week or whatever progresses and i see my cousin leaving her room saying, "at least i got my penis touched." it gets a bit fuzzy after this but eventually we sleep together, several times, each time ending in us eating something, the murders continue and my friends start to leave, all but a few of them, plus the manager for some grocery store.
She stood me up at some restaurant and the news happened to be on; another murder, this time with some extra information, which was garbled. I get this vision of her watching the same story at a bar and she just starts shaking. Previous to this we had some weird conversation saying that she had spent some time in the crazy house because she had killed someone because she was scitzo or something and that she was now trying to start over.
It always seemed like every time i come to see her the bed was freshly made and smelled of perfume and had flowers on it. I was in my bed at home once, the hotel a few times, and even my old room at my parent's place. One day i went to the hotel to see why she had stood me up and the grocery manager attacked me telling me to leave his girlfriend alone. I asked, "what are you talking about, didn't you know she was fucking everyone here and l,likely killing them?" He looked confused so i explained things to him and surmised that the reason that she blew off our date was because she got to close to and started to like me, which would indicate that she did not want to kill me.
The truth dawned on him and i asked him when his next date was. He said that it was in about a half an hour. I told him to hide a communications device in his pocket so i could come rescue him when he was about to get killed. My assumption was that she had killed them right after she fucked them since most people are vulnerable. At this point i woke up so i do not know how it ends...maybe when i go back to bed i will find out.
Ok, so me and some friends were at this hotel and this girl that i used to know from high school come over for some reason. Previous to this i was just talking about how lip piercings and anything in this area were incredibly sexy. She walks in and starts putting in her piercings since she had to take them out for work, much like i do. Wonder of wonders she has two marilyns and one where her cheekbone is. Of course i was immediately smitten with her and flirting commenced. On the news while we were talking there was this story about how this guy had been killed, didn't think anything of it at the time.
So the weekend or week or whatever progresses and i see my cousin leaving her room saying, "at least i got my penis touched." it gets a bit fuzzy after this but eventually we sleep together, several times, each time ending in us eating something, the murders continue and my friends start to leave, all but a few of them, plus the manager for some grocery store.
She stood me up at some restaurant and the news happened to be on; another murder, this time with some extra information, which was garbled. I get this vision of her watching the same story at a bar and she just starts shaking. Previous to this we had some weird conversation saying that she had spent some time in the crazy house because she had killed someone because she was scitzo or something and that she was now trying to start over.
It always seemed like every time i come to see her the bed was freshly made and smelled of perfume and had flowers on it. I was in my bed at home once, the hotel a few times, and even my old room at my parent's place. One day i went to the hotel to see why she had stood me up and the grocery manager attacked me telling me to leave his girlfriend alone. I asked, "what are you talking about, didn't you know she was fucking everyone here and l,likely killing them?" He looked confused so i explained things to him and surmised that the reason that she blew off our date was because she got to close to and started to like me, which would indicate that she did not want to kill me.
The truth dawned on him and i asked him when his next date was. He said that it was in about a half an hour. I told him to hide a communications device in his pocket so i could come rescue him when he was about to get killed. My assumption was that she had killed them right after she fucked them since most people are vulnerable. At this point i woke up so i do not know how it ends...maybe when i go back to bed i will find out.