“What is that smirk on your face for Mr. Schnabel? Was the dream that amusing? Not that I’d hold it against you if it was… But if I’m not being too pushy… Inquiring minds want to know.”
I was suddenly wide awake and laughing as I recalled the vision and answered after a few moments, “Oh yeah. I got arrested for indecent exposure and met a few congressmen while I was in prison.”
My wife, who had been laying astride me when I awoke, let out an insane sort of giggle before asking, “And what did you do that was so indecent?”
“Well…” I replied. “After unzipping my fly and banging my upstairs neighbor from Great Gorge, who was still thirty-eight in the dream, I walked down the road to a seven eleven to get myself a coffee and apparently forgot to put my still fully erect penis back in my pants. I didn’t think the woman behind the counter noticed but…”
“And you met a few congressmen in prison?” Julia laughed. “Do you remember which ones?”
“Yes,” I chuckled. “One of them was former Vice President Mike Pence. Him I definitely remember because he was telling me that he was looking forward to the Republican starting their first session as the majority in the House in January. I’m not sure who the other guy was other than he didn’t seem pleased because his wife came to visit him with the new baby she’d just had with another man.”
“I don’t know what these guys were in jail for,” I continued. “Everyone was most helpful to me in prison though; folks making sure I could find where I needed to be in the facility at different times. The place seemed more like a giant hotel more than anything else,” I finished laughing.
“So, you feel guilty about your sexual desires, Babe?” Julia said after giving me a swift kiss. “Or is it more a feeling of being trapped from time to time?” Julia added warmly.
“Maybe a little of both,” I said. “Some days I worry I might be putting too much on you in our relationship, and often still feel like I’m barely keeping up with the rent,” I finished.
“Old tapes can be a bitch,” Julia said gently before kissing me lightly for a moment. “We’ll work on that,” she said kissing me again.
I could tell she was smiling as she spoke saying, “tell you what. You let me worry about the rent, as you put it, and you just worry about being you. Deal?”
When I nodded, she kissed me deeply before rolling off me with a slight giggle saying, “Now why don’t you come over here and give your wife some loving before she has to go see her therapist? I promise I won’t have you arrested for indecent exposure if you do.”
The rest of the day was spent getting caught up on bank statements and audio work. Julia and I got a joint remote viewing session in, too. “It was most helpful to us both!”