Dreaming

I am on the upstairs landing of a house that is mine but not recognisable to me. There are lots of things around me, and if I look up, there is an open-plan loft with loads more stuff. I am in the process of sorting it all out, getting rid of stuff I don’t need and generally tidying up. There is a lot of colour amongst the stuff, reds mainly.

I am in the shower (the water isn’t on) with Tim. I am thanking him for his help and kissing him on the cheek again and again. We then start to kiss on the lips and decide we will have sex. Tim suggests using a condom, which surprises me. He pulls a condom out and asks me if I know how to put it on. I take the condom and put it on his penis, which is below average size. I can’t wait to have him inside me. We start to have sex; I start to shudder but am faking an orgasm. Tim starts to shudder; I’m not sure if he is faking or not, but I realise he’s not when it comes to a natural end and we stop moving. I kiss Tim on the cheek.

I get out of the shower with Tim; he needs to dispose of the condom as we don’t want people to know. He hands it to Amelia, who opens it and drinks the contents. I am gagging at the thought of it, as is Amelia (I am kind of Amelia at this time), but having the condom empty will make it easier to get rid of.