Day 7: no sugar and no orgasms
I rarely have sex dreams. I’ve had maybe five in my life and they were so magical I
wanted to stay asleep forever like a naughty Rip Van Ladyface.
But last night I had my first sex nightmare*. I dreamt I was lying on a bale of hay
in the middle of a field and the old dude from Back to the Future was going
down on me.
Yes Doc Brown, I was as surprised as you are! It was not good (sorry).
And I wasn’t quite sure how I ended up there or how to gracefully excuse
myself from the situation, so I went with:
“Ummm…I think I forgot my purse.” And then wandered off disoriented,
pants-less and vaguely concerned
about a purse that may have been fictional.
So, it’s official, this New Years resolution is messing with
me.
*I’m sure Mister Lloyd is a very nice guy and his hair certainly looks touchably soft, but he’s not really my
‘type’.
