Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/13/2018
By petal
I’m at some kind of posh pre-school party for teachers. It’s like something from the The Great Gatsby. Everyone is in expenses dresses. We are in a serious posh stylish house. Every body is getting drunk and flirting. I’m not a teacher. I’m blagging. I go out in the garden with another female friend and a dwarf follows us. He seems determined to get into our conversation, even though we are hardly making sense. We just want to mess about cause we don’t know what we are talking about. We look at cain, and whips and floggers. My friends says “God is this a sex party too?” I look at the handle of a flogger. It is much too thick and the black and blood red leather is interwoven in a very attractive intricate pattern. I’m a little appalled at my own interest. I try and hide under an old push peddle sewing table that is being used as an ironic garden ornament. No sewing machine. Just a smart marble a top the iron stand. The garden is too post for such for such a naff piece of updo. The dwarf slaps my bottom with a plain flat tip whip. My friends laughs her head off. We get called to go up stair into the old school. The dwarf turns into a pretty much acceptably handsome and tall blond gentleman dress in black dinner outfit. The room we enter is like an old teaching hall. Kind of place the victorians build in small towns for the private education of adults who want to better themselves. It’s been elegantly decorated for the evening for the function with long tables in a horseshoe arrangement and starched white table clothes. The table dressing is practically smart rather than the best glass wear. Most people are still wearing evening dress but in black. My friend and I and the dwarf sit down at the table still in the cocktail party outfits. There is a head table. From there, a man asked me what I’m going to teach this season. I say something like, international psychoanalytic literature and German. I don’t know anything about the subject and I cant speak German. The man besides is quietly amused