Happy Birthday
Have you ever dreamt you were living in Vietnam
drowning in a sea of alcohol, ahh…happier?
And sitting in a sleazy bar (a sign reads ladies
invited but not likely) drinking Mai Tais when this
Pulsating woman with body moving to you in
sections walks in wearing cheap perfume and the tightest
Pants and sits next to you and says withdrawing a smoke
from her pocketbook, “Do you have a light?” But meaning,
Yes, whatever your lustful desire, I am here
for your pleasure. Take me; I’m yours because you are man.
Bummer to wake to take the dog to pee when you took
him after coming home drunk and have a hangover.
If, as she slowly undressed exposing soft, smooth skin,
you had more time to get comfy to watch the dream un-
Ravel, it would have been the best dream (better than the
dream of the hitchhiker and the farmer’s daughter) in
The world of dreams and one you’ve been wanting to dream and
haven’t dreamt because you’ve been too tense and been waiting
Hundreds of nights to dream. Maybe, at work during lunch
you could spend some private time sleeping on the toilet
Daydreaming the dream. Going back to bed now you dream
again, when suddenly, someone is yelling, “Wake up!”
Always in the best part. You don’t mind awaking when
you are falling from a cliff, but waking up now kills
You. Falling back to sleep again to dream the part of
the woman undressing, your wife hollers in your ear,
“Happy Birthday!”
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