I am on a bus somewhere in Latin America. It is very clean-looking, with lots of white, and lots of new buildings outside. It is not the Latin America that I saw when I was in Guatemala. The bus is driving us around a lake. There are women on the bus who had just adopted girls. The women were Hispanic and looked indigenous. They also looked sort of ( Read more... )

I am a Japanese woman again, but an adult Japanese woman, not a girl. I am in Jorinda and Joringle's forest from the fairytale, and I start to freeze like Joringle. A half-skeleton/half-zombie man/creature comes up behind me and starts raping me. It's absolutely disgusting. He's wearing a red grim reaper's robe and I start crying ( Read more... )

drexle and I have rented a ballroom somewhere because we've decided to get married. Many friends are present, though none of them look familiar. They seem to just be there as stock wedding guests. The day of the wedding comes, but we've forgotten about it. We decide to just go for it anyway and have fun. It isn't at all serious. I'm wearing some tacky ( Read more... )