Kimora's butt's on a bed, it ties into the subject!
The subconscious is a funny thing. Unspoken desires are kept there, or painful buried memories. A person’s subconscious can be the gateway to their innermost truth’s.
Mine says I don’t want to get laid. >_<
I don’t have sex dreams, not often. Typically, I have sexless dreams, and then wake up being incredibly pissed off. The first time I noticed this was several years ago. The time; World War II. The place; London. The girl; Britney Spears. Fat Brittney from the VMA’s, outfit and all.
Just call me a BBW fanatic
We were hold up in a building as the German’s were bombing us. I can’t confirm if zeppelin’s were involved, but I like to think they were. Now it’s been a while, but here’s how I remember the conversation going:
Britney: Let’s have sex.
Me: No!
Britney: C’mon!
Me: I’m waiting to see whats happening.
Then I woke up. It didn’t even take a moment to realize what had happened and for me to and blurted “Why did I say no!?”
I love fat Britney! :(
My next example was more recent, and in what developed into a trend featured even less of a chance for me to actually have sex. Stupid brain. I was on a boat with this young woman, former marine and current adult-film star Kim Kennedy.
...KEN-ED-DY!!!
It was dark, and we were pulling into dock. I’m assuming it was in Miami, as that’s where Kim lives now. As well as the other girl in my dream, who was up on an even bigger boat – a yacht we were going to be partying on – Kimora Klein.
I was going to complain, but if she's doing the handbra I still found something for mine to do.
I don’t know what it is about small tits and alliteration, but damn I love it on these girls.
Now Kimora was on this yacht showering. I could see a little bit of it as we docked. I’ve always beena strong supporter of this, and if you ask I’m sure she’ll tell you I’m always up for suggesting girls she could shower with. She was dressed when we got aboard. Then I woke up.
I do not think I can properly explain how full of venom I was at this early hour awakening. I did start punching things. I was very much so feeling punchy. My poor pillows.
The latest time I struck out while I was passed out, my psyche decided I shouldn’t even care about sex and decided to focus on wrestling.For this one, I was at home and Clayra Beau was coming over to show me a dvd of hers. Clayra’s one of my favourite people in general, and I don’t talk about her much on here but when she was just starting out we did a series of really great interviews on my old site.
My favourite picture of her (well, sans the stars)
So Clayra gets here, and it’s a wrestling dvd! Her debut. And this is how you know I’m a nerd; because she says it’s Summerslam 05, but she’s clearly brought over Great American Bash 05 and Summerslam 03.
Would have been my choice before Chyna as to who'd do porn...
And that’s all I can remember about THAT dream, getting distracted from the hot (and nerdy! Clayra’s a genuine dork like me!) chick to think about SABLE and a Billy Gunn/Kenzo Suzuki match. This time I just woke up and sighed.
I’m hoping all of you have better luck then me, but i’m going to try and look past these missed opportunities. After-all, next month starts my Summer of (s)Punk! See ya then!