nightcreeps

Just when you think Dr. Freud has been safely tucked in bed, thumb in his mouth and flask of whiskey between his knees, a dream like this comes along (T.A.D.L.A.R-ing one and all?):

My father had a terrible backache so, being a nice daughter, I rubbed his back gently. But even my light touch made him wince (shades of crybaby ex-husband?). Anyway, after a while my father got up, reached out, and CARESSED MY BOBES.

There aren’t enough shudders in the world to convey how grossed out I am at myself.

by Left Hook | 13 March 2008 | sex dreams | Comments