I had just moved to a new city where everyone jogged every day and a parade went down the main street every afternoon. My cousin Christian and his wife were there and most of the dream was us jogging through the city (which was due to the conversation she and I had about jogging around Central Park when they come to visit NYC next summer).

When we got home Hilary and Jason were there taking a nap in the spare bedroom, and somehow we all ended up on our backs stacked on top of one another. I was on the bottom, Jason was on top of me, and Hilary was on top of both of us. Both of them were sleeping, and I was slowly rubbing my hands along her sides, my fingers becoming numb from the fabric of her sweater, and each time I passed over the lumps of the sides of her breasts I could feel my heartbeat rise and I just hoped Jason didn't wake up and notice it.

I must have fallen asleep (in my dream!) and when I woke up Hilary and Jason were no longer in the room. I went into the kitchen and Hilary was on a bar stool talking to my mom. She was wearing a short skirt with her legs open just wide enough for me to see her panties, and when I looked up at her face she was smirking, giving me the look that said "are you enjoying the show?" She asked if I wanted to go for a run and I of course agreed, as that's what everyone did in this new town and who was I to reject tradition? As I walked back to the bedroom to change she said "and you don't need to wear a suit coat when you jog" and I thought "damn, I think that's her way of telling me I look pretentious wearing my suit jacket around the house.

The dream started in my hotel and Kasia's friend Kesha came up to me to give me two boxes of condoms that I was supposed to hold for a guest. Just at that time, Ellen Degenerous came into the room (which was now full of people) and we slapped hands and said "hello" to each other as she walked by. She eventually made her way over to Kesha and I could see them talking for a while but I had no interest in going over by them as I had already met Ellen (in dreams) twice before that.

Next I was walking in the hallway at my parents’ house and Ellen was there too. I realized I still had 2 boxes of condoms in my hand so I quickly ducked into the bathroom and set them down so that she wouldn't make fun of me. But as soon as she saw what I was doing she went into the bathroom to see what I had put there. I tried to explain myself but she wasn't even listening, instead focusing her attention on what were in the boxes. "Look at this- it's a strange kind of cream contraception. Let's call these people to find out what the heck this means."

The next thing I know, Ellen is gone and it is now Kasia in the bathroom. My parents and sisters were all walking through the hallway and into the garage to pile into the van. I walked into the bathroom to see what Kasia was doing, and as I opened the door I found her propped up next to the sink butt naked and spread eagle. The wall facing our driveway was one large window so anyone could see inside, and I impatiently told her to get down, fearing that the van would come pulling out of the garage and there would be my family in full view of her freshly shaved crotch.

Next, she and I were walking down a gravel road in some small farm town, and I was telling Kasia that now that we were alone I was going to find a spot where we could finally fuck. Suddenly a dog comes running by with something in his mouth, and when he got a few houses down from us he dropped it at the feet of his owner. I walked over just in time to discover that it was a tiny little reindeer he was carrying, and it was now wobbling around dizzily trying to regain composure. I tried my best to take a pic of him but I'm not sure if I got it.

In the last dream I was standing on a water tower watching kids jump into the water from a nearby bridge and picturing what it must feel like to jump off the tower.

I was in a moderately nice neighborhood and another guy and I had just left a friend’s house and we were now heading to his house down the street. We must have won a flimsy two-piece outfit (similar to a skimpy bathing suit) and we were laughing about how the manufacturer's tag offered a complimentary phone call.

As we approached the driveway of his house I glanced into his car window and noticed a woman curled up on the floor in his backseat. She appeared to be our age, rail thin and naked as a jaybird, and when she sensed me standing there she looked up at me with eyes that begged me not to tell anyone.

I went around to the other side of the car and opened the door, making it obvious that my eyes were averted. "Don't worry; I'm not going to look. I just want to help."

I didn't ask her how she got there or why she had no clothes on, but I tried my best to explain why the area she was in would call the police if they knew she was there.

"You have to understand that this is not a rich neighborhood, it's a middle-class neighborhood, which means that these people have nice things because they work hard. They actually EARNED it. And when they see a stranger in their neighborhood they see it as a potential threat to everything they worked for."

The woman just rolled her eyes as if to say "Bullshit. These are just spoiled rich people."

All this time my friend is standing in front of the car, impatient with me for giving her the time instead of just calling the police. But he eventually came around, and the next thing I know, the woman is now seated in the back seat wearing the outfit that my friend had won just a few minutes earlier. She beamed with happiness as I complimented her on how nice she looked. I was now in the front passenger seat and she was sitting cross-legged on the backseat, and as she wriggled around trying to get comfortable you could see her various body parts being exposed. When she leaned forward a bit it made the material in the crotch loose, giving me a peek at her pretty pussy lips, freshly shaved and shiny like silk. Her breasts were extremely tiny and curved upward, and when the fabric loosened it exposed her pointy little nipples that aimed to take out the eyes of the sun. (Hey, this is MY dream!)

Somehow she now had a small child with her which I took to be her daughter, and it made me feel a bit guilty for ogling her mother, but still I did, and I loved every second of it.

As the woman thanked us, she told us what made it even better is that the tag had a free phone call on it, so she could finally call home.

She now had a new lease on life, and it seemed things were going to turn out just fine for her. It's not my ideal example of a "happy ending" but it was happy nonetheless.

The dream started with me on vacation with my co-worker Francesca. We were out with a bunch of friends and she was yelling at me about something, but there was such a sexual undertone between us that it didn't bother me at all. We went back to the house where we were staying and it turned out all of our friends were staying there as well. Therefore, the two of us spent the evening telling each other what we wanted to do with each other but we didn't have a chance to actually DO any of it.

The next day I was in my room packing my things to go "home" and as Fran came in to say "hello" we found ourselves alone for a few minutes while everyone else was in the other areas of the house packing as well. She and I knew that this was our only chance to intimately explore each other, and without hesitation she quickly pulled her pants down and bent over as I crouched down and pushed my face deep into the folds of her womanhood, giving it a long, deep lick all the way to her asshole before pulling back.

When she had herself recomposed she knelt down and unzipped my zipper with such speed it was as if we were underwater and I was her only source of oxygen. She dug in and pulled out my cock, taking the entire length into her mouth before it even had a chance to be fully erect. We knew someone could walk in at any moment so after a few glorious seconds she stood up and let me take over. I stood there masturbating for her as she showed me various body parts, trying to cum before anyone found us, but I woke up before I had a chance to find out how it all ended.

The next dream was Kasia and I in a basement of someones house, and the only way we could exit was through the chimney. When we finally made it up to the roof we climbed down to the street, only to find that someone was still up on the roof shooting down at us. We started running down the block until we were far enough away, and as we continued to walk Kasia ran into an old friend. He wanted us to go somewhere with him but Kasia explained that we couldn't because we were on our way to Prague. "We're going to Prague?" I asked, and she replied with "Well it was supposed to be a surprise!" Her smile was the last thing I recall before waking up.

This dream involved me staying with some guy and two women who obviously wanted me to engage in a threesome with them. I recall lying on their bed as they coiled themselves around me, and although nothing happened I could tell that it easily could if I decided to make the first move.

The crazy part is that in this dream I knew I had known these two women as elderly women, and here I was mingling with them while they appeared to be in their mid-thirties. Then it occurred to me that I was back in time, and for the rest of the dream it was apparent that everyone else knew about this and they all knew that I was about to sleep with these two women. It felt very taboo.

(As a disclaimer, we’ve been watching season 5 of “Lost” and the entire season deals with time travel. It is by far the best TV show I have ever seen!)

The first dream started with me skinny-dipping in a pool full of people who all had their suits on, and I was nervous that someone would swim too close and be offended that I was naked. Kasia showed up and I convinced her to take off her suit as well. Then we realized we were in my hotel lobby and we got out and started to walk towards my desk. I saw my co-worker Gilmar working with some redhead kid with a big red moustache and as I approached them it occurred to me that we were still naked so we covered ourselves with our hands and walked back away from the desk hoping they didn't see us.

Next, we were in my apartment which was above the hotel lobby, and when I went down to the lobby it was full of teenagers lying around on the floor, most of them vomiting. As I tried to help them I was asking how many were sick, was it food poisoning, did someone call a doctor yet, etc. Another guest approached me to complain about the situation and I started yelling at her, exclaiming "How selfish can you be?! Can't you see they're sick?!"

The last dream dealt with helicopters swarming above our apt and it turned out someone had dropped a wrecking ball, creating a huge hole in the middle of the road.

The first thing I recall is being in a rental car and smoking weed. I can't recall who I was with, but I remember thinking how long it had been since I last got high.

The main part of the dream started with mom and I walking down a street trying to find the little church that sat below the Pitrasko house (This church is not a real place but I can remember attending it in prior dreams with it's musty, cavernous feel, the wooden beams holding up the ceiling, and the middle-aged backwoods preacher. Chris Pitrasko was one of my childhood friends and I have very fond memories of nights spent at his house listening endlessly to hair metal bands). When we couldn't find the church we ascended the steps up to the Pitrasko home and slowly crept in until we could hear voices coming from the back of the house. I knocked loudly onto the wooden door frame and announced our presence. They welcomed us in, and we quickly explained why we were there in order to dissipate their confusion. George (Chris’s father) explained that they had moved the church out by the "F" train and that he would drive us there if we needed a ride. We turned down his offer, with my mom saying "Oh, we just wanted to go to see the crazy old preacher anyways. No big deal!"

Mom left soon after, and I ended up spending the night at the Pitrasko house so I could spend some time with Chris. At some point Becky and Bonnie S. came by (twins from my grade school who were both my first true crushes) and I was very nervous being around them. Late in the evening we fixed a bath in the huge bathtub and all got naked and spent the night in it watching TV. When I got in the bath, Bonnie was sitting in front of me and her hand casually fell onto my leg. I wasn't sure if this was intentional but I moved up anyways just to give her the signal that it was okay if she wanted to move her hand closer to my crotch area. I remember thinking how funny it was that when I was younger I had more of a crush on Becky because she had a blue coat, and now all these years later fate has me hooking up with her sister who wore the pink coat. =)

I woke up sometime the next morning and realized I was late for work, so I jumped out and hurriedly put my clothes on, all the while checking my phone for messages and trying frantically to call work and apologize for my absence. As I searched for my underwear there was a guy in the room with us and he kept trying to look at my dick. As it swung about he laughed and shouted "jeeeesus! I mean, can it GET any longer?!" I quickly got dressed and said goodbye to Becky and as she hugged me she gave my sides a little squeeze and explained how everyone at my work is telling her how pudgy I'm getting. I turned to hug Bonnie only to find that she had already gone home. I knew it was because she had feelings for me, and I told Chris and Becky that we should get together after I had finished work in the hopes I could get to be with Bonnie again.

I went out to look for my rental car and when I finally found it a block up the road it was full of people about to leave. I told the driver to give me the keys, and when he asked "who the hell are you?!" I snapped back with "I'm the owner of this car!" There was a pause before he realized defeat and handed back the keys. As everyone got out of the car I continued to spew my disapproval. "I mean, what kind of idiot steals a car and then parks it a block away?!" As I drove away the clock on the radio read 2:30pm. I only knew that my job was out by the mall somewhere but otherwise I had no idea what I was even looking for. I put my blinker on and turned right down Fountain Road.

I only remember a few fragments from last night's dream:

I spent the first part having an anxiety dream about cleaning my desk at work because we're having inspectors come to look at the hotel today (which is true). I just couldn't seem to get it clean, which is funny because in reality I just needed to move two boxes from under the desk.

Then it switched to me being in an airport in some lounge area with all of these strangers. They all looked at me and wondered why I was there, but I just ignored them and sat down on the couch to watch TV with them. They were all watching this sports program but the game was something I had never seen before. It slightly resembled horseshoes in that the players attempted to throw a thick, iron ring onto an old wooden bucket from a distance of about 6 feet. Once they got the ring to land upon the bucket they had to rush over to it and flip a small iron ball (about the size of a billiard ball) up through a portion of the ring. I remember watching this one player all dressed up in his cute cowboy gear who was clearly a beginner to the sport, but even after everyone else had completed the competition he didn't give up.

The last part involved me in a high school locker room and it was...*gulp!*...CO-ED!!! All of these beautiful young girls walking around completely naked amongst the guys, and no one even paid any attention. I just stood there thinking "man, I went to school in the wrong era!"

Kasia and I were on vacation with my co-worker Fran and my friend Hilary’s husband Jason (who was dating Fran in this dream), and there was this weird chemistry between Fran and I. At one point in the evening we found ourselves alone in the same room while the other two were preoccupied in the living room. We wasted no time embracing each other and I can remember feeling our tongues dancing around together as we explored each others' bodies with our hands. I slid my hand down the back of her pants and ran my finger as far down her crack as I could, caressing her inner cheeks with my fingertips and eventually making my way around to the front of her panties, touching her lips and pubic mound with the backs of my fingers as her panties rubbed softly against my palm.

It all happened in a few seconds as we knew our time was limited, but at least it gave us reassurance that we were both on the same page.

We both waited for that next anticipated moment, which came the next morning while everyone slowly packed up to go home. Kasia and Jason were outside of the house and the moment we stepped into that room it was as if our clothes caught fire. We simultaneously took our pants down and Fran leaned over the bed, giggling like a schoolgirl whose curiosity had gotten the best of her, knowing she was in charge of her own radiant body. I leaned over to nuzzle my nose in the space where her lower back met the folds of her cheeks and slowly kissed it before standing up and stepping close enough to enter her.

I don't recall the actual sex, but afterwards I recall her preparing to take a shower in the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. I snuck in before her to set up my camera and laid it on the bed with the hopes that she would get the hint and snap some pictures of herself for me as a parting gift. Kasia was in the back room with her for a while, presumably packing as Fran was in the shower, and I debated asking her to convince Fran to take a few pics of herself for me but rationality got the best of me and I chickened out.

The rest of the dream switched over to all of us being at my grandma's house, where there was a HUGE diving board contraption on the driveway which hovered above a large swimming pool on the ground below. Somehow all of the neighbors caught wind of this awesome spectacle and before I knew it the yard was full of people mulling about as if it were a public park. I knew we were leaving soon, so I had to wander through the property ushering everyone off until every last holdout attempt had been defeated.

I was in an old thrift shop with Kasia and I found a wall full of old photo albums. I recognized a few of them and when I told Kasia about it we both laughed. I'm such a nostalgic nut that I'd even recognize my old photo albums.

(This dream is definitely a result of us cleaning out our apartment last weekend. I was feeling UNnostalgic for once and thought it would be a good chance to throw everything out. I had a box full of little toys and trinkets that were symbolic at some point but now I had forgotten what they were from so I tossed them all out. I also tossed out the 100+ xmas and b-day cards I had received over the past 6 years because, well, really, what the hell am I ever going to do with them? I also removed the pictures from the 15 photo albums I had and sent all the albums to goodwill. I tucked all the pics into a shoe box until I get a chance to scan them, which I never will.)

When I opened one of the albums I noticed that we forgot to remove a few of the pictures and I scrambled to reclaim them, flipping through the album for any other oversights. The pics I found were of Hilary and I playing in the park as little kids (even though in reality we didn't know each other until long after) and I was so happy to have found the pictures.

This dream is actually in story form, so when it was happening it was switching between me watching it as if it were on a T.V. screen and then me actually becoming a character as well.

The story starts out with a few guys and girls working for a rich man (possibly as maids?) and one day he up and fires them all. So they all get together and start devising a plan to do something for revenge, and knowing this man is away for a few weeks they start sneaking back over to his house to dig up some items for blackmail (or often just to hang out) because they all know their way around the house. There was a funny scene showing them all driving up on a motorcycle to break into the house for the first time, but in order to get up to the house you have to ride on these train tracks that wind around up to the house (with big piles of wood and debris laying on the tracks to prevent you from getting in). There is an aerial shot of this motorcycle riding up to the house in Benny Hill fashion (in fast motion) bursting through the debris with Michael's voice saying "it would have been nice if someone would have mentioned the tracks."

This story involves me, Kasia, Michael B., Hilary, her husband Jason and their infant baby, and as we continue to sneak into this house each day we start to form this bond of friendship. One day as we left the house we got into our car (I don't know what happened to the motorcycle but my dad was with us and driving at this point) and Jason was in the front seat with the baby. Suddenly the baby starts spitting up milk (or baby formula?) and I look over at Kasia (who is sitting in the "bitch" seat) as a few drops of this baby juice lands on her arm. She didn't say a word, but sat quietly with this look of complete disgust on her face and I was so happy to be in love with her because I could tell exactly what she was thinking.

At some point the car is missing and we are walking back home after another day at this house. Somehow there was a person who spotted us so we're running down this muddy dirt road just laughing and joking around and taking turns holding the baby as we tried to out run/escape this stranger's point of view.

Also within this movie-esque dream, we were hanging out in someones living room and we were talking about old reel to reel movies, and suddenly one of the guys who lived there (Cassaundra's boyfriend John?) turns on his personal old movie projector, displaying the flickering white light upon the wall. I mentioned how I still have all of my old home movies and how I would love to do something with them.One of the girls in the room mentioned that she runs a festival in Central Park every year and that she wanted to add me to show as a home video segment. I thought it would add a nice touch if I had all five members of the Doule clan up there with microphones making fun of each other MST3K style.

Another part of the dream was me going into the bathroom of this house while the owners were having a party. I could see them all outside smoking cigars and I was nervous they would see me and realize I wasn't supposed to be there.

As I was peeing, one of Kasia's co-workers (Katie? Karyn?) comes in looking for Kasia, and she just stands there watching me pee and talking to me, waiting for me to finish so I could bring her over to Kasia. Dave G. came in to use the toilet as we were leaving and I was all embarrassed because I didn't get a chance to clean up the splatter.

I was at my friend Cassaundra’s house (which looked totally different from where she actually lives) and I was staying up late to wait for someone to come home. Kasia had gone somewhere with some of our friends and I didn't know the other people at the house, so I went into Cassaundra’s room to hang out until they returned.

She was lying in bed when I entered, but once she saw me approaching the bed she sat up onto her knees to give me a hug. She was wearing along white t-shirt that went down to her knees and I recall wondering if she had undies on underneath it. We embraced in a cute silly hug,and suddenly you could feel the air getting thick with an anticipating taboo lust. As I was saying something she leaned in and kissed me, and I pulled back saying "I can't." "I know," she whispered, and looking at me with unfettered eyes (half-closed from the weight of uncertainty) pulled me into her once again. I knew I had to tear myself away but as we kissed again (one of those open mouthed kisses where we just breathed heavily into each others' mouths) and before pulling back I quickly kissed her deeply, letting my hands sweep her body one precious time, trying to memorize the feel of her curves and knowing it may be the only second I would ever have to do so. Pulling back, I whispered "I can't- not without Kasia."

"Okay!" She whispered, and not in the resigned way, but in the curiously interested way.

"Really?" I quipped, "We have always wanted to have a threesome with you but never knew how to approach it."

"Yeah, I would love that too."

Melting as the words left her lips, my alarm would wake me before that thought ever had a chance to solidify.

I had a dream where Kasia and I were house sitting once again, and we decided to have a party. But instead of all of our usual friends showing up it was old "friends" from Wisconsin. I distinctly remember my old Neenah friend Troy M. being there, and then Rahel (ex-friend who was a bitch after I broke up with my ex) and her husband showed up, and she was like "Thanks for inviting us! Are you sure it's okay that we're here?" and I was like "Ummm...I guess so. Why the hell would you want to show up?" I think my ex Emily was there too, and I heard Hilary was on her way but I woke up before she arrived.

The first dream started with a party under a bridge back home. There was a restaurant next door and they opened up their bathroom for us,which was a tiny room under the bridge that had this dirty sticky bed sheet hanging up that you were immediately tangled up in when you walked in. It was the grimiest thing I have ever experienced. I peed in the bathtub because the toilet was in such bad condition. ~After the party I tried to go back to get a picture of it but the police had already been tipped off about its condition and they had come to shut it down.

I awoke into a hotel room to find Kasia laying spread eagle on the floor and next to her was a table which possessed the following items: a book, a spoon and a fried egg. She had surprised me with a book about different kinky positions and she wanted me to put the egg onto the spoon, feed it to her vagina, and then eat it out of her.

One wall of the room was a half-wall which looked into the In-Room Dining area, and Kasia advised me to ask one of the waiters if I could get a few strips of the green seaweed that holds sashimi together. Apparently it was to hold the egg in place.

The entire time I'm thinking "How many times has she done this before?!"and although this plan was enough to make even ME a bit queasy, I still went along with it because I was SO happy just to discover she had a kinky fetish of some kind.

The dream ended before we got started, which is a good, good thing.

The first thing I remember is being back in Appleton and my sister and mom were reading an old note I must have written when I lived with my old friend/roommate Deanna. I could only make out the sentence "I'm in love (aka: horny) with Deanna's HUGE breasts." I could tell that I went into detail about how I masturbate looking at them and I was mortified watching my family members giggling with each other as they read it. I tried to grab it out of their hands but I had molasses dream hands and they were much too quick for me.

The next segment was with Hilary and I at a park rolling around the leaves and laughing hysterically. Somehow she pulled out these two old journal pages of mine which were full of my professions of love for her. She was teasing me about it, but I proudly handed them back to her and said "See?! I told you I loved you all those years ago!" She laughed even harder and chased me around the park trying to ram the pages into my butt and I kept trying to push her away and grab the pages from her because I wanted to keep them in good condition.

The last thing I recall is walking up the stairs and into the courtyard of this huge apartment building that resembled a hospital. I was going to visit Hilary and I was so nervous and excited to see her. I was smoking a cigarette and before I approached the doors I stamped it out and reminded myself to find the lobby bathroom so I could wash my hands and face. I didn't want to upset her or the kids by stinking like cigarettes.

As I waited in the lobby it felt just like a waiting room. My name was on the board for a 7:30am appointment and as I waited I noticed it becoming more and more difficult to breathe. My boss was there and I told him to find a nurse because I couldn't breathe very well. I was so upset with myself and kept thinking "Why the hell did you have to smoke that stupid cigarette? This is your big morning with Hil and now you ruined it!" I woke up taking really huge breaths, happy to be filling my lungs with air.

Last night's dreams were brief but enjoyable. You can tell we were at my parents' house because we hadn't had sex in days and I was randy as hell. =)

In the first dream Kasia and I were at some event, which I could tell was a swingers party of some sort. We were sitting in fold up chairs on one side of this long table and a handsome looking guy approached us from the other side. He leaned over the table and gave Kasia a kiss, and then regained composure to look at me and determine if it was okay to proceed. I smiled and nodded, and he started to lean back over to give her another kiss. Before he made contact she stood up and walked over to his side of the table. She pushed him onto the table and jumped on top of him so that she was sitting on his waist area. As he started to lift up his shirt, revealing his nice chiseled chest, I scrambled to find her camera. I was soooo amazed that this was finally happening and also to see how into it she was getting (as I still assume that seeing her with another guy will always only be my fantasy and not hers). I looked around the room and noticed all these other couples sitting on each others' laps and kissing/ fondling each other,and I was SO completely elated. When I finally had the camera in my hands I could feel something had changed. Everything was dark and still. I opened my eyes to find myself back to consciousness, in a conservative looking bed in the spare room of my parents' house.

The second dream involved me meeting up with some friends back home early in the morning at someones apartment. Everyone had just been involved in a huge orgy and they were still randy when I arrived. Each girl came over to me and I lifted up my shirt for them. They each started licking my nipples and I knew I shouldn't be doing it but I started lifting up their shirts from the back in the hopes this would go further. One of them pulled away, obviously not willing to go any further, and I was so nervous for the rest of the dream, angry at myself for misjudging how far they were willing to go.

This is supposed to be a dream, damnit! And besides, they started it! : )

(These dreams both stem from an email we got from our friends yesterday telling us about their recent speed dating adventure, and how it sucked but they all ended up going out to the bars afterwards and our friends brought a bunch of frat boys home with them to drink and mess around until the wee hours of the morning.)

I was climbing up this hill with all these other people, and when we got to the top we were somehow in a hallway in front of a door on the top floor of some apartment building. There were only couples surrounding me so I started to introduce myself to them, as it appeared we were in some type of competition to win the apartment (?).

As I met all these people I kept trying to think of my partner's name,and I thought "Well how embarrassing that I don't even know my own husband's name!" I heard him introduce himself as Jason and I thought"Ohhh DUHHH! How could I forget my husband’s name when he has the same name as (my friend) Hilary's husband?!"

Then I was outside in the dark, and these two men had asked me to write some type of soliloquy on the hood of their station wagon with a gold-colored paint marker. There was already some strange Hebrew writing on the hood so I tried to write around it.

When I was just about finished I heard the men arguing, and one of them got into the back of the car with someone who was wearing nothing but tight white underwear. They kept the dome light on so I was able to sneak around and peek in on the action. The person in the white underwear was on their stomach and the other guy was pulling them down and digging his fingers into their asshole, and I was so scared that they would catch me standing there staring at them.

I heard someone else coming over to the car and I ran over to the other side of the car to make it seem as if I was still writing. The clothed guy got out of the car and there was another argument between the two men. The dome light was still on so I crept back over to the back of the car, and that's when I realized that the person in the underwear was a man. He may have been crying, and he had a poop stain in the crotch of his tighty- whiteys. Ugh. I was sooo grossed out.

The first thing I remember was walking up a flight of stairs to use a public restroom. As soon as I started to "go" I was interrupted by someone knocking impatiently on the door. I yelled "occupied!" to let them know there was someone inside but it didn't seem to deter them. For some reason there was no wall in front of the toilet so all of the bathrooms on the entire floor were connected by a hallway in the front. The impatient people had somehow found their way to the hallway and came up in front of me as I was peeing.

This girl, no more than 14 or 15, she just stood directly in front of me with this arrogant smirk, like "I don't have to go anywhere." Frustrated, I leaned back and redirected the stream up towards her head, covering her face and chest with pee. It left a bright yellow-stained glow on her skin and clothes and I knew right then that she would be getting me in trouble for this.

At this point of the dream I realized that I was in a different country (India?) and the next thing I know I'm with Kasia and my family and we are all packing our bags waiting to be escorted out of the country. Ironically, I happened to possess a vinyl record of the girl I peed on, as it turned out she was a famous singer in that country and I had purchased a copy as a souvenir.

The last thing I remember is trying to unroll one of our sleeping bags so I could place the record inside of it and roll it back up because I knew they wouldn't let me keep it if they found it on me.

The first was Michael B. and I at a club and drinking ouzo and smoking cloves. I went outside to buy some cigs but instead I bought this huge eraser and markers so we could draw.

The second one involved going over to Michael Richard’s house at 6am and waking him and his boyfriend up so we could get an autograph and give him a "best of Seinfeld" video we put together.

The first thing I remember is being in mom and dad's kitchen and mom was talking about going to a karaoke bar. She had this list of songs already picked out and I recall saying "I'll do it but I'm going to have to be really drunk to get my ass up there."

Then we all went to Lake Winnebago (near my parents’ house) which was set up like a summer camp and I knew I had to spend the entire summer there. All my co-workers were there (along with various acquaintances from high school) and they all had these really chiseled bodies. I told whoever I was with that this would be the perfect time to lose my stomach and tone up my body.

There were some random naked people walking around and I remember noticing one man in particular who had a huge thick cock. He was with his wife and daughter and I thought about how the daughter will never be happy with her bf's dick after seeing her father’s monster at such a young age.

Later my mom and sisters and I went on the lake and I took pics of us sliding around on the ice (even though it was still summer). You could hear the giant cracks of ice beneath our feet but everyone just laughed and joked about it. I looked on my iphone (as usual) and noticed a big storm was coming in so we wanted to get near the bathrooms just in case it got really bad.

Next, it was later in the day and I was scrolling through the pics we had taken so far. There were these great multi-pic sets of Kasia ice skating that played as a mini-movie when you scrolled through them quickly enough, and I remember thinking how beautiful she was in them. The light was perfect. There was also this set of mini-movie pics of these two couples having a foursome. It was taken from above and they were both in a 69 position. One of the men quickly turned around and gave the girl a huge facial as everyone else watched. They all laughed afterwards and it was SO great seeing how they could all just enjoy it and not feel ashamed of what they were doing.

Then I realized that I had the wrong camera and that it belonged to some of the people we were camping with and I was quick to give it back to them before they noticed I had seen them. (I have a habit of nonchalantly flipping through people's cameras to see if I come across anything juicy.)

I got excited thinking that while we're here all summer we might be able to get to know these people and have a foursome with them as well.

I woke up thinking about our upcoming camping trip and my idea of finding a cute boy-toy for K and quietly inviting him into our tent when everyone is going to bed.

I also had a fantasy about turning a flashlight on inside the tent and watching their silhouettes from the outside, but I'll save that dream for another time...

I was in a park and I ran into my old friend Tara. She had her dog with her and as usual I tried to pay as much attention to the dog as I could without letting his cold wet nose near my face. We talked for a while as we made our way out of the park, and once we were out I had her wait as I ran over to use the public restroom.

The bathrooms were all multi-leveled and complicated as they usually are in my dreams, and by the time I found the right area there were about ten to fifteen young high-school girls who had lined up on the rafters above the toilet in anticipation of my arrival. I was obviously confused as to why they were there and how they even got up there, but my exhibitionist arousal overtook any rational thinking at this point and I decided to give them a show.

I pulled my pants down and lifted my shirt up so my half-erect member was exposed and slowly pointing out as far as it could reach. I could hear the gasps and giggles and I started to realize it was a bad idea because there was no way I would be able to pee at this point, and that is precisely what they were there to see.

I don't remember actually peeing in front of them (I usually wake up before I do because one of my biggest fears is peeing in a dream and then waking up to realize I'm actually pissing all over myself- it's happened at least twice when I was younger) but I remember making my way back down to meet Tara and all the girls were stopping me and saying "Oh, so I hear you and ____ (forget the girl's name) are going steady now" and all I could think of was "Wow, is that what constitutes as going steady now? Seeing someones penis? Ahhh! The simple complexities of youth!"

They were still talking about it as I met back up with Tara and she was looking at me as if to say "What happened up there?" but I was too embarrassed to tell her.

The first thing I remember is being in the hallway back at high school, and I was digging through my locker thinking "wow, I can't believe I'm back! This is sooo weird!" I found a pair of my favorite jeans and as I held them in my hands one of the teachers came up and took them and brought them into her classroom.

By the time I got to the room she was standing there with a pair of scissors and a piece of fabric. She smiled as if to say "Look what I did" and I laughed and said "I know you want me to think you cut my jeans but I know you wouldn't." I held the jeans up to my body and sure enough, they were a few inches too short.

I ran out of the room and went back to my locker, clearing everything out and thinking "why the hell did I ever think it would work coming back to this place?" I found all of my journals strewn about the locker in disrepair, and I spent the rest of the dream trying to sort through them and putting them in a nice pile so I could take them home.

In the next dream I was in a doctor's office with my friend Hilary, Kasia and about four other people. Hilary’s doctor (beard and all) was there giving me a physical. Everyone was seated in a circle as if it was a support group and the doctor was examining a mole that was under my right eyelid (which I actually used to have before I pulled it off a few years ago). He took a pliers-type instrument and proceeded to rip it out, which was followed by a large yolk-type of "sac" that was attached to it. He threw it onto the floor and as it lay there I asked him what it was. He explained that the mole had created an infection under my eye and that even though it's out now it would eventually come back, and it's something I would have to live with for the rest of my life.

No one seemed too concerned, and I woke up as he continued with the examination.