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I dreamed that I was walking on a boat dock with my first love then I was in the lounge of hotel sitting down talking. He then leaves and two officers come up to me, a african american woman and a white man, and ask me to go with them then the dream shifts and I'm in a police station sitting down answering questions. The woman officer takes her prosthetic leg off and puts it on the counter behind her while asking me some questions the dream shifts again to where I am sitting in a chair facing away from a bed. When I turn around the African american officer is naked on the bed with a group of women around her. When I see this I immediately get up and leave the room through the door and I am back in the hotel lounge. My sister is there waiting on me and asks are you ready to go? Then I woke up.

I dreamed that I was walking on a boat dock with my first love then I was in the lounge of hotel sitting down talking. Hr then leaves and two officers come up to me, a black woman and a white man, and ask me to go with them then the dream shifts and I'm in a police station sitting down answering questions. The woman officer takes her prosthetic leg off and puts it on the counter behind her while asking me some questions the dream shifts again to where I am sitting in a chair facing away from a bed. When I turn around the African american officer is naked on the bed with a group of women around her. When I see this I immediately get up and leave the room through the door and I am back in the hotel lounge. My sister is there waiting on me and asks are you ready to go? Then I woke up.

I dreamer that I was walking on a boat dock with my first love. Then I was in the lounge of aotel sitting down talking. He leaves and two officers come, a black woman and a white man, and ask me to go with them. Then it shifts again and I'm in a police station sitting down answering questions. The woman officer takes her fake leg off and puts it on the counter behind her. While answering questions the scene shifts to where I am sitting in a chair facing away from a bed. When I turn around the black officer is named on the bed with a group of women around her. When I see this I immediately get up and leave the room throught the door and I am back in the hotel lounge. My sister is therebwaiting on me. She says are you ready to go? Then I wake up.

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

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