Velvet Handshake

Hello epic porn episode. beat new record in detail, possibilities and kicking back own inhibitions and limits.

the lover : tall, long dark hair, just above shoulders, vampire, very clear eyes ! sharp teeth, very cute !!

( 18 and over details )

January 1st 2010

I can't remember the first part, so here is the second :

In this second part, I was watching a movie which was theoretically the Last of the Mahicans but it was not the same actors, nor the same costumes and it was a movie I watched (thought I never watched the real movie, always refused to watch a fucking romantic movie - lol ). In this movie, there was a tall well built man with long shoulder length black curly hair (and either wet or had a ton of hair gel in it !) with a red rich velvet cape on his shoulders, but not shirt - as it was the tradition in that culture. He was addressing to another character who was clothed like an American or an English from the 1600's or later - (a bit like John Smith in Pocahontas or that sort of old fashion). I remember they were in the woods, the grass was deep jungle green, the Caucasian man had a 2-3 men with him while the other one had his tribe hidden in the bushes and behind leaves.

( Very LONG and detailed dream )

Dream

I was I this house where I slept the night, had a few more clothes on the bed and floor but I knew I was leaving it for my real home or for something else at least. The owner of the house was an older woman who welcomed people to stay for a night or two or as much as they needed. In the kitchen, I met with Petra (a woman who works at the lab, in the clinic where I work), we smiled at each other, greeted and have a lil chit chat about the night and the house and our mutual projects.

I then went outside of the house, funny how inside it was all clustered and dark and how outside it was bright ! mid autumnal day. The sun was soft and warm, the air was warm, the leaves were bright orange and gold and I remember how a seat of 2-3 leaves on the end of a branch against the red brick wall, giving it even a more intense and deeper amber tone of color to the leaves and the whole scenery.

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At work, a girl asked me if I would like to have children one day. I had two answers.

The Most honest - and yet most sincere from the depth of my heart is No.

the Lest honest - and the "fake and socially" good answer : maybe one sometime ... I dunno when, before I turn 35 ?

Last night - December 23rd I dreamed I was Christoffer in my arms. Christoffer is a 4-5 year old kid, with blond hair (mushroom style cut) and bright pale blue eyes, I dreamed of him a couple of times and each time he was my son.

So - if I would have had to have a kid - the whole pregnancy stuff - I would like a blond little boy, I would call Christoffer. (and yes spelled like this, I would even go as far as spelling it : Kristoffer, which sounds even more authentic in my heart for some odd reason...)

In the dream, I was holding him in my arms, behind the shoulders and under the knees, his ass checks were red with rash or something and I thought if I would lay him on his tummy on my bed, he would rest from being sitting or having to have his body weight on a sensitive and hurt body part. After a few minutes, I came back to check on him, but the rash wasn't disappearing and he was still not feeling much better.

In a second part of the dream, I was in some sort of school, I was on the third floor in a class, but I was only wearing my underwear and no shoes, and I wasn't even sure I was meant to be in that room, and even if a friend of mines (in the dream) was sitting behind me, I wanted another seat, near the door, on the far right. I got up, walked out as some other students came in the room, and walked near the lockers. They all had fancy decorations and shoes hanging all over. I took a pair of high heals (pink) and put them on, but they disappeared.

When I got the basement floor, there were a few lockers and like a shop. I took a bathrobe out of my locker and put it on and went in the shop to see what they had - nice white dress for only 9.99$ that I wanted to buy. But them some ppl came to get me.

I was in a room, with the window giving a bright white light. A man was putting on a wig - the same brown color that Sabik has - but this wig was combed downwards and the man was obviously older and real human. I understood it was Death. I walked up to him and smiled as he leaned over me and I kissed him. As I was kissing him, after a few turns, I put my tongue in his mouth, and met his tongue and thought - "I have met my doppelganger." (funny how I used the real German word...) When we were done, some other ppl told me something and put like white critters or something like at the larva stage. Then they asked me to lay in the bed, the sunlight from the window was directly hitting me and warming me up and making me feel good. Death said to put my arm on my belly for something to ... happen or function... not sure.

I thought I could - but I can't.
He's not real - but I don't care.
He's the memory of the first, and he's my beloved.
I tried the arms of other men, in vain, my heart ached for his.
He wears the devil's beauty and willingly I am falling

twirling down into the abyss of his passion

i know he rules my heart
emperor and keeper of a promise i made and broke many times
constant reminder of a vow
guardian of myself.

my ghost, my sin, my evanescent dream and imprisoning hope
I walk in the mists of foolish hopes
hunting down a memory
flirting with the guardian of a promise I broke long ago

our fingers are crossed, my palm against his
I can hear my heart beat in his chest.

and without him, I am as good as dead.