Vacation House
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Lucid Intent? No
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We were all here for some gathering. I was with family for an uncle's funeral, staying at some big house, maybe bed and breakfast sort of thing. I didn't seem to know this uncle or feel too attached. We had to get ready, but we were waiting for breakfast or to take showers. Big bedroom, some people on floor, I'm on the bed. My brother for some reason joins behind me and places his arm around my waist. A little weird but I ignore it. This girl on the flor is challenging me, she has this game of who I'll kiss. I think I reject a few but then an oddly cute guy joins the bed. To his suprise, I lean over him and kiss his super soft thin lips. It's a little hard to get a rhythm with him, but it's slow and gentle. After he leaves the bed, this guy I've always liked joins me and I take it further by having sexing with him in front of everyone, really only a little penetration. He was the one I wanted out of all of them. It breaks up as people leave to get ready. I go in the half-bath to use the sink & mirror. My hair looks awful. My eyes are red. And my left eye is lazy - or, it keeps getting stuck under my eyelid (such as when I blink). I wear sunglasses to hide this deformity.
I go to the other side of this vacation house to use a bathroom with a shower. I hear water running but I don't think too much of it - there's another shower nearby. Then I get confused as the sound gets louder the closer I get to the shower. I pull back the shower curtain and the water is already running - no one inside. I walk out of the bathroom to look for someone possibly about to use the shower. Sure enough, someone was headed my way. I wait my turn.
I head out to the kitchen while waiting for my shower. I see Jude outside with a group. Though I had a good time with him one of the days there, I hadn't seen or heard from him since. He only glanced up from what he was doing. They seemed to be celebrating something. I was trying to communicate through the glass to him. At some point I walked into the adjacent room and he left his table and was standing right at the glass. I can't remember now what either of us were trying to say.
I walk back through the kitchen to go outside. He seemed to be playing some shooting game with his friends. I got up next to him and was talking to him but he wasn't responding. My mother was calling breakfast was ready. I gave up and tried to go back inside. But Jude's party had these decorations (islands, Barbados) all around the sliding glass door. For some reason it was easy to go out as I only had to pull a few aside, but to go back inside I ended up pulling down, tearing apart one entire side of all the party decorations. A girl (light brown skin, thin, long black curly hair, beautiful) came inside to put the decorations back up. I stayed to help her, even though mother was still calling for breakfast. I helped twist pieces down on the side of the door. At some point, Jude came in to sit with us at the little table inside. He was grinning and playful. I saw on the table a square pice, blue with clouds, had my handwriting on it, a gift to my mom in the year 1999. I asked the girl if my mom let them have some decorations. She didn't seem to think so. But there was my handwriting. And something I gave her. And I wondered if there was some other roundabout way they would pick this up and then we would all endup up in the same place.
Around this time I woke up.
Additional Comments:
Jude is someone I have a history of a physical relationship with over a few years now. Someone I consider a friend and also have strong feelings for, but he doesn't know. a) I feel desperate/crazy/stupid for feeling this way, and b) hrm..
