DAVE DREAM TIME THEATRE

I am not responsible for my dreams...and seriously I'm not going to just post the ones about Johnny, Manson and Brian Kenny...I am posting the one that I had last night about my Dave
It's the second saucy one that I have EVER had about him...so yay...makes me proud when I don't fuck things up in my sleep....Here goes....

I was more hungover yesterday than I had imagined so I was in a blurred bubble all day long, I come home and when I find my bed I sleep hard...not even remembering anything really when I woke up, I get to work and start skimming through my old pictures from my bored stalking days and found my stash of the kids pictures....and all of a sudden it hit me like a lucid memory.

It was back stage at the after party, there were several hand fulls of people scattered about. I was sitting in a chair against the wall talking to Bruce and Mark and some random chicas...had no clue who they were...when all of a sudden Dave begins to walk toward me, wearing his torn up blue jeans, a punk rock shirt under a black button up shirt...beer in his left hand...I watch him in slow motion...he's headed right toward me...

No...I'm thinking...surely he's jolly footstepping it for Bruce or Mark...the closer he gets to me he switches his beer to his right hand, straddles me, leaning his right beer hand against the wall and takes his free hand and puts it under my chin guiding it up to his face and he kisses me. My eyes are open...scanning the free space for the iddy biddy bitchy committee to start gagging at me and taking their paparazzi pictures....and he notices....he breaks my legs from crossing and sits down in my lap....smiling....shaking his head no...fuck everyone else...you are mine....LOL...yeah baby!!

So we begin to kiss some more...and Bruce and Mark are standing back watching us with huge smiles on their faces and Bruce begins to applaud...which breaks my attention...and as I turn my head our lips break apart but our tongues are still doing the tango....until the beer is put down on the floor and he consumes me...right then and there.....hahahahhaa

I love it when good shit happens....I'm loving it that I am letting myself not fuck things up anymore in my dreams...and I am SO HAPPY that I dream lucid everytime something like this happens!!!!

So I had that to ride on all day.

The last one that I had of him involved a hotel resort, he was still married (or so I thought), ummm a very hot wet pool house moment....and then she shows, they fight, she leaves him and then a week later I find out in real life that he is no longer married....hmmmmm....damn bad timing!!!

Anyway...now if only I can have one of Johnny to last me a lifetime...then that would be fanfuckingtastic!!!