I must have looked my sadness and frustration when I woke from yet another intense dream this morning because I felt a hand on my arm and a soft voice saying, “The day will be a good one. I promise you.” Then I felt a brush of hair on my chest and face as Julia lightly kissed me.
I started to tell her, “It’s just that I…” She cut me off with that soft shushing sound and then said, “A house not being the house it should be in reality, and people there that wouldn’t normally be there in reality. Yeah… I’d imagine that would be a bit frustrating for you to try and figure out, especially since one of the people in the dream was once a friend of yours who passed on a while back in Realtime.”
She then added, “Did you know that sometimes you talk in your sleep?” She then giggled and said, “Don’t do it. Don’t diss Brian the Snoozer.” She then kissed me deeply before I could say another word.
“Now go to the bathroom,” she continued, “And then come back here.” I looked at her questioningly and she added, “Now Mr. Schnabel,” in her best attempt at a stern tone of voice. I could tell she was laughing though. And… Yeah… I must have looked pretty stupid given my half awake state and puzzled frame of mind.
When I returned after freshening up she walked me over to our love seat and sat down next to me; her giving me a cup of coffee before saying, “I love you. Don’t forget that.”
“I love you too. Thanks,” I responded quietly. We just sat there in silence for a while until our cups were empty. Julia then just sat holding my hand and staring into my eyes as though searching for something. “Did I nick myself shaving?” I asked her.
She reached both arms around me and squeezed saying, “No. Not a scratch. Actually, I wish I had your ability with a razor. I’m dangerous enough with an electric trimmer.”
“You do just fine,” I said lightly. She stroked my hair and kissed me saying, “Make love to me. I want you.” I smiled at her and said, “Are you sure that’s a good idea? I’m still not quite out of the fog yet.”
She giggled and started guiding me from the couch to the bed again saying, “You’re only in a fog because you’re wrestling with the meaning of that dream you just had. But… I’m confident we can work around that. Now… Let me see…” She then began kissing me in various places as she pushed me back onto the bed and said, “Hoom… What do we have here?” Then, still standing as I lay half on and half off the bed, she gently took me into her mouth to get things started.
After she got me rock hard using that incredible mouth of hers she indicated that she wanted me to take her. But she did have one little request. “Please take your time with me and remember that you don’t have to do all the work? Ok? We’ve got plenty of time this morning and I want this to be a relaxing experience for you.”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” I asked her. She pulled her self up a bit to kiss me and said, “I know you are an over achiever when it comes to wanting to please me and I appreciate that. But this morning… Especially this morning… I just want you to know you can relax and enjoy. Whatever happens will happen. I love you.”
And with that we had another amazing start to a rather profitable day. Yeah… The sheets needed to be washed, “Again.” But… “Morning’s like this morning are always worth the trouble of constantly changing the bed linens.”
Julia finally remembered to take that five grand from the FBI out of her purse and deposit it in the bank this afternoon along with a few checks generated by her practice, too. “God is good!”