A Machine

Date: 3/20/2018

I believe I've has this dream before. I'm myself, but not myself. There's this house I'm in, a big mansion with so many floors and entrances and exits. I think I leave sometimes, but I never remember it. The guy who owns the place loves me. He brags on my skills and my strength and durability. I always take it in tacit silence. There are these two beautiful black girls around him always, Sasha and Misha, and they were always scantily clad. I realized they were androids, for sex/companionship. So was I, I was in a different mode for him, a killer or a destroyer, but inside I wasn't for him. I belonged to the girls, like some sort of multipurpose android for android release. They toyed with me. They never let me remember or feel being with them. I was their toy, their plaything, their lover, their muse, his killer. It was super surreal.