Erotic Dreams

Posted on 2008/04/03 22:24:41 (April 2008).

Last night I had one of the most exhilarating (for lack of a better word) sleeps ever, filled with hot, long-lasting erotic dreams. This morning I woke up with a sore penis due to a long persistent hard-on.

Why am I telling you this?
Well, firstly cose I'm daft beyond belief. Secondly cose I like shocking people. Makes me feel superior. Thirdly cose Christelle is now 7 months pregnant and somehow I have trouble finding her appealing in such condition.

I dreamt about a girl I met at University. That was 10 years ago, in Birmingham. Julia Heslop. A nice looking girl, with something of a tomboy regarding her manners, but fine, feminine features. I particularly loved her lips, the delicate shape of her mouth. We were in the same university residence and it took me a while to make the first move. It was quite a surprise when I realised she could actually speak French, her mother being from Lyon.
I was really fond of her. She had a boyfriend at the time, but their relationship was tumultuous and I knew I had a fair chance. I know for sure that, at one point, she was contemplating an affair with me. I worked my way all right and I was on the verge of 'plucking the fruit' when it all crumbled like a house of cards. Following an incident, and for a stupid matter of pride, I had decided to step back and withdraw. When I realised it was a wrong move, it was too late. I had missed the opportunity. For ever.

Oh I won't complain. I have a gorgeous wife (except perhaps for the belly, but that's only temporary) and an adorable boy. If I had the possibility to go back in time and change my life, I wouldn't.
Still, I think I missed something.

Btw, there is another Julia Heslop who happens to be a guitar player in a band named Little Fish (or was it the title of the song?). I thought it might have been her: the Julia I knew was also a guitar player. But then I found a picture on the net. Blurred, unfortunately, and taken from some distance. So it's difficult to tell. As far as I recall, the girl I fell in love with was sporty, rather thin, enjoying a joint from time to time, and vegetarian.

If I wrote something like that I'd find pretty hard to convince Chiara not to throw a fit... I respect your boldness, in a way I love to write about personal things, and do not feel ashamed at all about it... :D

Posted by Lox at 2008/04/04 18:30:01.

Ah but Chiara is Italian! And Christelle knows me well. She knows I can be much more subtle and raffiné. That is, if or when I want to!

Posted by Sheri at 2008/04/04 19:57:24.

Ah yes, Julia Heslop... You had a lucky escape there, Sheri - I still have the scars from deep scratches all down my back from her nails...!! :-)

Posted by Bryan at 2008/04/04 21:40:41.

I love scratches. And bites.

Posted by Sheri at 2008/04/05 07:59:12.

Sheri: I guess you are right, Christelle knows you better than anyone else... Still Chiara would be jealous of the dream (I know it's absurd but....) so no erotic drams for me (just practice, know what I mean ;) )... Ah, I have a question for you... Did you give Chirstelle a present when Brynsley was born?

Posted by Lox at 2008/04/05 11:57:11.

Nope. Why the question? Is Chiara expecting a baby?

Posted by Sheri at 2008/04/05 12:40:48.

Sheri: No, she is not pregnant, but we had a discussion last night about this couple, the husband gave a diamond ring to the wife after the child was born... So I am now scared that this is a "custom", like having to give rings for engagements and such...

Posted by Lox at 2008/04/05 23:40:52.

I like offering presents when least expected. Often out of the blue. You know, just like that, on an impulse.

Posted by Sheri at 2008/04/06 07:33:57.

...
Are you getting engaged?

Posted by Sheri at 2008/04/06 07:35:26.

No....t quite yet, but the quite crap situation in which I am now is making me think about a quite serious change of priorities... I'll send you a mail!

Posted by Lox at 2008/04/06 09:41:27.

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