I’ve had erotic dreams before and they always have given me the best insights on how to make love to my wife. And… With regard to the dream I had this morning? Well… Let’s just say that, as always, the reward for copying what I did in said dream? Well now… “That was priceless!”
When we finally did get out of bed this morning Julia was smiling big and radiating joy like nobody’s business. At one point she commented, “You always know what to do. And the strange part about this morning was that you were doing to me exactly what I had dreamed about you doing to me around a day ago.”
Then she stopped suddenly and was like, “You had the same dream I did, didn’t you?” I nodded and said, “Yes. But that’s not the first time something like that has happened, has it?”
She replied, “No. But I think it might be the first time you had a dream that mirrored one I did… At least with regard to sex, anyway.”
After we got showered and cleaned up around the house a bit, Julia suggested we go for a walk to the Newton Dunkin Donuts’ out on 206. She assured me that she wasn’t worried about the snow forecasted for today and wasn’t at all concerned about getting wet. Yeah… The way she gave me that last assurance made it quite clear that, “She still had this morning’s love making session very much on her mind.”
Anyhow, off we went. And… Yeah… It did snow once we got there. And then… It stopped again when we were ready to come home.
And… Once we got home? Yup. “It started snowing again!” But by that time, we were already inside so… Who cares, “Right?”
On our walk home I did get the sense that Julia had a question on her mind. And… Sure enough… Once we got in the house… “She laid it on me.”
“You can see into the future a bit,” she began. “How come you don’t try to make long term predictions like Ingo Swann did, or other psychics?”
I smiled and stroked her hair as we lay on the couch together, resting after our long walk to and from Dunkin. When I did finally respond, I said softly, “Because there’s something Ingo Swann didn’t mention in his book.”
“You mean that book I was listening to with you?” Julia asked. “The Nostradamus Factor it was called, wasn’t it? What didn’t he mention?”
I kissed the top of her head before saying, “Ingo didn’t mention that visions predicting the future seldom come upon request. In fact, it’s rare that visions come to anyone who attempts to call them fourth with any accuracy at all. The same goes for intuitive guidance. It comes when it comes.”
She then nodded her understanding; me feeling her head move on my chest. She then giggled softly and said, “And Brian cums when Brian cums. But I do believe that is a different kind of coming.”
She then twisted around so that she was facing me and kissed me passionately. And… That was the beginning to the end of another great day and the start to an awesomely good night.