Monday morning I woke fully rested after ten hours of sleep. I had dreamed of wandering around through a huge house belonging to Paladin's parents. I was avoiding them, trying to find Paladin. When I awoke it wasn't obvious to me what this was about, but when telling the dream to Hibiscus it became apparent to me that the dream was a metaphor for ( Read more... )

"How did it feel reading my writing last night? Did it feel like I was with you?" I asked Paladin.
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"It felt intimate and like I was getting to see you. When you're talking to me there's less to sit and reflect, and absorb what you're trying to express. So in some ways, it even seemed closer."
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I smiled. I hoped he'd say something like that.
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"Don't deny it. Feel how aroused you are. Admit it."
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"You were a powerful presence in my dreams last night. You seemed overwhelmed, tired, and in a major need of a break. You were carrying a lot of tension in your legs and butt. I think in the dream I tried to take on your fatigue for you, because I suddenly became as fatigued as you seemed to be in the dream."
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{I wish I could make "groping" go back in style as a way to come onto a chick! At least, for me.}
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For three nights, two full days and two half days I partook (for the third time) in a polyamory gathering that happens in a big mansion about a seven hour drive away from my home.
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