Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 1/15/2017
By amandalyle
I was in my neighbour's house, robbing a few random things... including a bag of napkin holders. But mostly, I just found myself nosing around, excited by the fact that this was a little bit 'naughty'. Once back home, I heard a knock at my door and paranoia began to set in. "It must be the police!" I thought, telling my friend not to open the door. She did regardless, and it wasn't the police. She came in smiling from ear to ear, saying that I had won something at school - some sort of plaque of recognition. Kylie was so proud of me...but inside I felt unworthy of it. After all, I was nothing but a thief. Despite feeling awful about what I had done, I did the exact same thing the following night - sneaking into the neighbours house to have a nose around and 'magpie' a few more things. I accidentally broke the table, making a loud crashing sound and decided that I should make a quick escape. I ran upstairs and found my son stood at the top with a 6 pack of beer (bearing in mind he is only 7 years old) I didn't question it, I just whispered "quick! Let's jump out of the window!" But out on the roof, there was a high jump down. "shit!" I thought, "we're going to get caught!" Next scene; I was walking the aisles of a supermarket, doing my weekly shop whilst eating through a box of microchips. Suddenly, I bumped into a 'very' upset mum from school, sobbing into cupped hands. She said she had fallen asleep in her trolley and wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep for, but felt really embarrassed. "It happens to the best of us!" I lied. Next scene; I was at school again but we were allowed to wonder around town on our lunch break. I was with my friend, Ash. A bell rang and it was a two minute silence... but Ash couldn't contain her laughter and was setting me off every time I looked at her. We then walked past an assembly hall where young kids were singing modern day pop songs. "Cor, this isn't like our day" I muttered, as we walked onwards to have a gander in New Look - which was in a different place - it was now in the old Virgin store. I bumped into my mum, who wanted me to look at the the discount rack. There was a little pug in the shop and a good looking guy who I assumed to be gay. She asked me if I liked this pair of hideously chavy joggers lined with fur. I said "no, put them back!" and we then parted ways. I had now lost Ash. We weren't supposed to be in the shops in our lunch break, so I quickly made a dash for the door. I wondered around for ages looking for Ash, but to no avail. I had lost her. I kept passing familiar faces from school. Some of the guys were checking me out (I was a lot hotter than I was in school!) then I passed this weird sexual act involving two hippy men with stumps for legs. They were sat on what looked like two concrete holes in the ground. I assumed they were using them as toilets, but when they lifted themselves up, I saw erect penises coming up through the holes. "What the fuck?" I thought, and quickly scurried off. I also passed this guy I thought was good looking from afar - bohemian looking - he was playing his guitar and singing along, but as I got close, he looked up at me and I saw that he was extremely cross-eyed. I backed away and continued to search for Ash. Next scene; I was walking down a corridor, when I saw Mat lying on the floor. He had just finished watching the Celebrity Big Brother final and was disappointed by the winner. He was also BUTT naked and I was feeling a bit horny. I laid down beside him and started stroking his cock for what felt like only a few seconds (whilst recording us both on my iPhone) and then he came like a sneeze across his face. It had gotten into both his eyes and his mouth, and then he was sick. Projectile sick. "Are you okay? I asked. "Just a little bit sick, Mandy!" He said, in between the gaps of his puking.