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.)