Archive-name: Changes/dream09.txt
Archive-author: Chuck 447
Archive-title: Dream, Fantasy and Nightmare - 9


                         The Dream, Part 9

       This story is NOT just a fantasy, it is the retelling of a
very vivid dream I had not all that long ago.. Parts of it are from
my own fantasies, parts of them are a few steps (miles?) beyond any
thoughts or recognised desires I have ever had.  This dream was so
realistic though, that I halfway expect that phone call, or for the
twins to knock at my door at any time.  As for the names "Ron" and
"Sharon", I have made those up for the sake of the sake of telling
this story.  My name is not Ron, and it was me in the dream, and
my girlfriend's name is not Sharon.  I know enough of her past to
know that there are no such secrets in her past.  Also, I doubt
very much that she would, even for a second, consider the act of
bisexual love making, nor would she be all that pleased to find me
and a pair of lovely twins sleeping in my waterbed.
      Oh, and for "Sharon" to leave me that outfit hanging on my
closet, that is something that has never happened in real life, not
that I might object to it if it did, I kinda like to live out my
own, and my partner's fantasies!  I HAVE worn female apparel
before, for halloween, and once when I was told the apartment was
going to be used for a lingerie party and that men had to be gone.
      This was quite strange, and it has not been just once, but
more than once that I have had this dream.  Funny part is, I do not
even know a pair of redheaded twins, I cannot recall even knowing
any good looking female twins of any sort off hand. It is true that
I have always had a fantasy of making it with gorgeous twins, and
that a secret desire of mine, call it an ideal woman, if you will,
being a gorgeous redhead, not necessarily a twin.  I will even
admit that I have been curious about how tits felt, and somewhat
envious of how women's clothes are softer and better looking than
a man's, and of the way that a mother and child bond closer.  I
always thought that God should have made men with tits too, to
share the job of nursing an infant.  But he didn't..
      Anything beyond these few admissions I leave to your own
minds.  If you want to know if I would do any of these things,
well, at the moment, I would not do too many of them, since I do
work for a living, and there is no way that I could do so under the
conditions as put in this dream.  Of course, if you have the bucks
to keep me from having to go to work every day, then, who can say. 
Ask me, maybe I would, maybe I would not, I can't say right now. 
I woke up only a couple of hours ago from another visitation by
this same dream, nightmare?, and wanted to get it down while it was
still fresh in my mind.  Beyond that, use your imaginations.I can
only hope that your imagination is as warped as mine is in that
case!
     Okie, with that all said now, any comments from anyone out there?
I still have no idea what has brought this dream on, or why it has come
to me more than once.  It sure starts out as a fantasy for me, but later
it gets into areas that I have never had any desires or thoughts of going
to.  Why I decided to share this with anyone, I am not sure either, save
that is just seems to fit with the general attitude of this place.  Oh,
and before you ask, no, this dream did NOT start after I got access to
this echo, it happened before, at least a month or two before.
     Some of you may wish to see this as nothing more than a fanciful
tale of a fertile mind.  It may well be only that, save that it was
written in a dream, rather than on paper.  Others may read more deeply
rooted psychological meaning into it.  Who is to say which is right and
which is not?   I sure have no idea why I created this dream, or what it
was that triggered off, and triggers it to recur.  May you can take a
good guess.
            Chuck 447
          
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