Well… The new Binaural file seems to be a hit for both Julia and myself. But… It really shouldn’t be a surprise to me I guess because… Well… You know what they say about how, “Great minds think alike!”
It’s been a slow day with us heading out to Burger King here in Newton NJ for lunch. We both kind of skipped breakfast; just enjoying each other’s company over a cup of coffee, or six. We talked, read, and stuff like that. She doesn’t feel the need to intentionally try to talk over the screen reader when I’m looking up stuff, even cutting me some slack when she sees that I have an earpiece in and working with stuff that way.
I told Julia about the dream in which I saw Amanda Boehner wearing a police uniform and her talking together. Julia appreciated the heads-up as Amanda Boehner has proven from the beginning to be a bit of a master con artist; often covering her true intentions with half-truths, if not just inventing an out-and-out lie. I’ve never trusted Amanda Boehner since day one, when she decided it would be a great idea to walk from the County Seat to Friendly’s in a violent June downpour; thunder, lightning, “The Works!”
True, Julia and I now both know the reason behind Amanda Boehner’s first meeting with me. But even still. Who does stuff like that, even if it was an assignment given by a client or boss? “I’m not a terrorist and a United States Citizen for crying out loud!”
But… I guess in some circles, a little intrigue makes the world go round. It’s just a shame that Amanda Boehner’s associates didn’t consider that I might remember a script that had once been used before by the same people who sent someone else on a similar fishing expedition aimed at me 32 years ago. But… Amanda Boehner has at least come clean about the true reason for that first contact; her presenting herself to me as a 34-year-old Psychology Major. And… She’s at least smart enough to back off with the BS when I start asking questions she knows damn well I can verify. Maybe that’s why she’s introduced me to at least a few people who have been involved in monitoring me for decades?
Anyhow, Julia understands why I’m a bit wary whenever that woman is around. And… Julia gets it because, something about Amanda Boehner tends to set off her BS alarm system, too. So… Me having the types of dreams and visions that I do… As Julia puts it, “A warning of even a possible encounter with Amanda Boehner is always better than no warning at all.”
Anyhow… After we got back from lunch and a bit of light shopping at the Dollar Tree, we went home and chilled for a while, doing… Well… What comes natural to both of us. And before you know it… A few multiple orgasms in between naps later and… Well… “It was dinner time!”
We decided to take the Ram out since it was starting to snow and headed over to Friendly’s.
Jack took excellent care of us once there, as always, and it was just a nice slow leisurely meal. In fact; between talking to each other and Jack, when he came by our table to refill glasses and mugs… Uh… It was almost 7:30 PM before we left to go back home.
The roads did have some snow on them when we left Friendly’s to make our return trip. But with my lady behind the wheel, the Dodge made the trip without issue. We took a drive down West End Avenue just for the hell of it to see what our apartment complex looked like before heading back to the house and got laughing. They put so much rock Sault down on the thin layer of snow blanketing the road that it sounded like we were driving on cobblestone.
But… We have arrived home safe and sound and… While Julia is in her study working a meditation or two, listening to ocean sounds… I’m in here writing away and plan to do a few meditations of my own before going to bed with the love of my life, “Julia.”