So I had this dream last night. A lesbian dream. The guys would be like, “ohh, yeeah” and the girls probably “wtf, mate?” but that just proves to me my own orientation, I just don’t care. Anyways, my dream which hopefully doesn't have content that'll have me banned.

It was at work. I don’t work right now so this, I’m assuming, is supposed to be in the future. I’m at work, sitting at my desk, and the secretary is at her desk. I devour her with my gaze but she doesn’t notice and when she does turn to me, I smile and wave at her and she waves back. I’ve developed a good friendship with her. She’s fairly new and ever since I saw her, I’ve wanted to make her mine. Whenever one of the male coworkers approaches her, I have to resist the need to growl at them and glare. Mostly, I have good control over my emotions. (This is a very thorough dream). So, one of the days, there’s a party at the beach. I offer to pick her up. She tosses her things into my car and sit next to me. We arrive at the beach, but of course, I’ve taken her to another beach and all of a sudden its night time(I love dream physics). She wonders where everyone is as she steps out of the car. I follow her and grab her. I kiss her gently at first(don’t know what kisses feel like but my heart was thumping even in the dream) and then squeeze her wonderful body to my own. She squirms but like in most “rape” pornos, my skills(from absolutely nowhere) overcome her resistance and she leans back against the car, limply. I continue to kiss her, slowly moving my hands across her back, caressing her. She starts to shiver and I’m sure that it has nothing to do with the night. It gives me a feeling of recklessness and abandon and glory and something truly dark that I can’t even begin to describe. I have a feeling that that’s the thrill that people who do bad things get when they, well, do bad things. It was exhilarating and wonderful and I moved down to her neck. She had her hands around my neck and she was breathing deeply, her eyes closed. I trailed down her neck to a sensitive spot that made her moan and boy oh boy did my heart start being faster, something I did think was possible. There was a convenient moon overhead that outlined her face wonderfully and I could see she was flushed and her chest heaved so wonderfully. I couldn’t resist. While I was slobbering on her shoulder(not the best way to describe it but you get the picture), I reached under her shirt. She winced, but as I nuzzled her neck, her knees buckled. I held her up with my body, pressed close to her right side and continued to reach under her shirt. I wanted to go further and drop down from her neck but she was still resisting me a little, I could feel it. So, I maneuvered my hand across her stomach which she scrumptiously sucked in, and took hold of her breast. I have never felt such perfect breasts before. Of course, I didn’t technically feel anything, but the dream was very specific in making sure I knew that they were perfect. I trailed up to her mouth and swept her away in another kiss all the while slowly starting to kneed her breast around in the bra. I realized that the shirt was becoming a slight nuisance, and my dream decided to make the shirt have buttons on the first which I unbuttoned all the way through another kiss. I wasn’t about the let up because she would run. When I got her shirt free, I swept down to her neckline again and got her sensitive spot. She shivered again. I had her in my power and I felt wonderful. I pushed her bra up and found her nipple instantly. It was hard against my hand and while I wanted to drop down and play with it with my mouth, I resisted and kissed a trail down her chest first. She was breathing very heavily and I watched her breasts rise and fall beneath my hand. She was gripping on to the car(adhesively, go dream lack of physics again) and I could see she had almost forgotten that this was not really her wish. I continued on and before going to her breast, dropped down to her stomach for a quick visit and then trailed back up. I saw headlights in the distance and then so did she and her eyes flew open, full of shock and dismay and she shoved me aside and ran towards the water, holding her shirt together at the front and called for help.
Some other stuff happens here that I can’t remember, but in the end she comes back with police(I think) and they investigate if it had been attempt at rape. I stayed where I was but I’m pretty sure I followed her as a ghost and then came back but was back in my body. I was still running on hormones and arousal but I knew I wouldn’t be charged because she hadn’t said no. I hadn’t given her the chance. The police opened my car, took out her bag and asked what it was. I said I was giving her a ride to a work party at the beach and the cop nodded and looked at her in disbelief. She looked back at him appalled. How could he not believe her? And then she sat down and cried. He looked at me and shrugged and closed my car door. They took her away after that but left me there. I felt no guilt just triumph and disappointment at not being able to finish the job. It was the longest, clearest dream I’ve had in a very long time and probably a bit disturbing, especially since I’m pretty sure that the dream me was actually me. Damn, I’ve got one heck of a dark side to me that I thought I’d buried years ago. Usually, it doesn’t surface like that but it certainly was overwhelming this time. Then again, it might just be a new character that developed in my mind, like Rhys and Cage or my other people. It does happen periodically because while I was writing this, the “me” wanted to keep writing and make it into a full blown sex scene which hadn’t happened. All I can say is, damn. My brain is going insane.