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Fermius Firefly

A Dream Log, whenever I remember the dreams I've had.

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Location: San Marcos, United States

Fermius is a pen name drawn from a series of short fiction I wrote when I published the small press magazine Stellanova (on paper.) I play RPG games to escape from my daily grind as a technology wage slave for the state of California. I eat out a lot in order to do my part in supporting our increasingly service level economy. I am butler to 2 feline masters. If you ask them they will tell you I'm not very good at it, late with dinner, don't have enough hands with brushes in them, and sometimes I even lock them out of their office.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Dream Lands Elevator

In the first dream I remembered (at least part of) my sister and I had been visiting the Dream City together (a first as far as I can remember.) We had a short companion, at first I thought my niece, who recently passed, but no, it was someone else. Nonetheless, I was feeling pretty melancholy about the resemblance. The three of us were at the base of the exit to reality, when I happened to notice that there was an elevator, a little bent but still sturdy looking. I looked up the seven hundred plus stairs, and then at the elevator and shrugged. Why not?

So we took the elevator up to the nearby ridge that separates the Dream Lands from Reality. We spoke for a bit and the short woman promised she'd be back later. We stepped out at the top of the ridge, after a long rickety ride that had me wondering if this had really been a good idea after all. When I crossed the threshold of the elevator I woke up.

[I re-arranged the cats. They had positioned themselves such that I was getting no benefit from the AC unit I'd moved from my office to the bedroom. It was blowing cold air on them, though, so they wanted to cuddle. ]

After I fell back to sleep I had a travelling dream. Little Red loaded to the gills with supplies like clothing, bedding, dry foods, water, RPG tools, etc. The short ash blonde woman was with me. "Told you I'd be back!" she bubbled at me. She was still very short, easily under four feet, slender but with curvy hips and calves, her hair was short, but feminine and her lips full. I couldn't really tell if her eyes were blue, green or hazel, they seemed to shift with the light. She had a pleasant voice, not as highly pitched as you might expect for her small size. It was a delightful trip, we ended up in Boulder Colorado for an Anime Convention, where we'd been invited to run an RPG (my gig) and talk on a couple of design panels (her gig.) We ended up at a pretty wild party, where there was an ever full fountain of soft drink punch - highly spiked.

My companion got a lot frisky and started up an "Anime Pose Recreation Game" where things started out innocently enough but the posses slowly got more and more provocative, and the clothing started to come off. Viewers voted on the points per pose on a completely made up scale ranging from one half for folks who chickened out up to a million when my companion stripped down to her boy shorts and sports bra. The last challenge that came our way was a pose from an "accidentally compromising" moment in an Anime that I can't now recall, it basically had us splayed out arms and legs akimbo with our crotches together. Another cool bazillion points from the onlookers, after I warned them this would be our last one, because if we did this I would "need to take her away now."

My companion's answer was, "woo hoo! See you all later!" I noticed that her nipples had become all sorts of perky under her grey and blue bra.

I knew I was deeply in love, or some four letter word starting with "l."

We probably would have gotten more points but we decided that it might not be a good idea to take my pants off, as my under shorts didn't look at all like gym shorts, which hers could sort of pass for. I don't even know what sort of prize we won from the party hosts, but I liked my personal prize for 'playing along' a lot better, I'm sure. (The dream, sadly, didn't go into that. The End: we were untangling ourselves and she was trying to cover my excitement, only making it worse, of course.)

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