Dildos and An Essence

Date: 11/23/2016

I was holding my dildo, picking off dust. Next I remember a group of us, wearing jeans, have dildos sticking out of our zippers. I was in a room. Lots of windows. Rustic feeling. We were putting together salt and pepper shakers. I know that the group i was with, there was a familiarity even though i don't remember their faces. Our overseer, I never saw him, but he was more of an essence.