Dream - Dennis?
Weird dream this morning of Dennis, of all people - must have been the photo I saw of him online yesterday, back when he was in his dancing prime.
We were at a party (our younger selves, haha) and he became very possessive of me. My parents were there, and so was Sascha, sitting in a corner like royalty, smoking a cigar, watching everything like a hawk. The house was gorgeous, all hardwood floors and generous furniture in gleaming colors. Food and wine were abundant, and there was a happy chatter just above the music.
I had on this slip dress in a midnight blue, maybe to my upper thighs...no bra or panties or shoes, for that matter. My hair was as it had been in the late 80's, long and curly and red. Dennis kept his hand around my wrist, or on my hip, or had me sitting on his knee, in a very much "ownership" mode.
Considering Dennis is gay, this struck me as hilarious in my dream...except I could feel Sascha watching.
We were at a party (our younger selves, haha) and he became very possessive of me. My parents were there, and so was Sascha, sitting in a corner like royalty, smoking a cigar, watching everything like a hawk. The house was gorgeous, all hardwood floors and generous furniture in gleaming colors. Food and wine were abundant, and there was a happy chatter just above the music.
I had on this slip dress in a midnight blue, maybe to my upper thighs...no bra or panties or shoes, for that matter. My hair was as it had been in the late 80's, long and curly and red. Dennis kept his hand around my wrist, or on my hip, or had me sitting on his knee, in a very much "ownership" mode.
Considering Dennis is gay, this struck me as hilarious in my dream...except I could feel Sascha watching.