A Strange Way to Secure Accountancy Business / Meeting up with an Ex

Out with Angela and her boss. Apparently I’d arranged to go out for dinner with A.

It seems A and her boss were drumming up business. The Boss got A to suck a client’s (small) cock to seal the deal. When I noticed this happening, A looked sheepish.

She was gagging even though the cock was small. Apparently she found the taste not to her liking (I read that from her mind). I also wanted it to be my cock she was going gobble on.

I got all high and mighty that her boss should be doing the sucking if he wanted the deal so much. He said he wasn’t a fag.

I took photos to report the activity to ‘Work Force’. I could not get the photo to take properly as foliage was in the way and on my camera phone, everyone was appearing far away. During this, the scene had changed from a room to a park bench under a bridge and I was taking photos from about 100m away. The three departed up some steps to cross the bridge. I followed, running past passing security guards with guns and day glo vests to catch up. I was thinking the guards did not give me a second thought as I ran past them as I was not grabbing their guns.

When I caught up, I informed the Boss that I’d report him to Work Force (in my head thinking and knowing I should be saying Work Cover). The Boss said it was not him sucking the cock and I could not prove anything. I lied saying I also had an audio showing coercion. He mentioned something about a 40 000 page paper we were discussing earlier.

We then went off to an Indian restaurant that A said looked high-end (it looked like a dive to me – more like a bad Chinese eatery). A Bain-marie was out the front and the scene was alternating between a hotel lobby and the outside. The client decided he was not going to eat with us. He was wearing a reddish coloured high school sports jacket. It seems my protestations had put him off.

I was also not going to eat there as I’d riled up A’s Boss and it might make things uncomfortable. A went into the restaurant to check with her Boss. He was amenable to us eating together.

At one point I asked A if she’d lost weight as her ample arse was no more.

In reality I could not give a crap about the dude’s business practices. It was the principle of the thing. My main concern was whether or not A had done this sort of thing while we were a couple.

Either this dream bothered me, the hot night or the light of my phone as I recorded this dream kept me awake for about 30mins after recording this.

Trying to ignore the ex

I was with my current gf at a food court and somehow she sat down next to psycho ex gf. I was sitting opposite the ex doing my best not to notice her. After a while, current gf starts to stare at ex.  I think something bad might happen, but current gf say to ex “I like your hair”.  They are both red heads.

A Glut of Ex Gf’s

Anu showed up and we boffed on the Friday night. After this Angela decided to just be friends and I think she was either out or with her family in Perth. Ren came over (perhaps she was living with me) and wanted to try out the nipple cream on me “as it had not been used” yet. She started getting amorous and was getting very wet.

We heard a car door and she pulled away starting to look like she was about to have had oof her jealousy fits.

I got up and went to the kitchen (Which resembled the Fisher Street residence) and Angela was there. She was skinny and had large brown areola. She wanted to get randy. I had thoughts of introducing Ren and her in bed but knew that would not end well.

15/05/2015 The ex ex ex keeps popping up

At a post office buying some A3 prints. Issues scanning the codes. Queue got really big so I stepped aside while the counter attendant dealt with others.

Looked like Renae was in the queue.

Me ignore her. Flick through magazine instead.

Next the attendant (now Indian lady) asking Muggers what he wants for dinner (he was staying with her while overseas). Ren chimed in wanting to accompany him to this weekend’s race. I suggested pizza while Ren & I ignored each other. A bit bizzare. She apparently knew muggers.

A Host of Characters

At some place with creaky steps leading to a room where we sat on the floor and watched a movie on a medium sizes screen.

RJ was there and towards the end she made a comment about three people and I laughed. She then said she nasty to avoid them, but got chain? We discussed what had been happening in our lives and she was very sympathetic regarding me being unemployed and looking for work.

I drank a bottle of white wine and did not get drunk.

Characters appeared to be a mix of high school and some historical works and currently cycling world.

07/07/2007 Dream with smashed windows and ex gf’s again

There were two ATCO buildings on some sort of camp site. A former housemate, Geoff was taking great delight that we had allowed him permission to break some windows. He was going for it with a tree branch. Supposedly we had to rescue some people and the window smashing was the only way to go about it.

There appeared to be some sort of work function on. An ex gf was looking a tad gaunt and a more recent gf had become an elephant.

19/11/2005 Double Dose

I was riding my mountain bike clockwise around the inside of the old sports shed at Presentation College (my old high school). Another cyclist (orange goatee) was riding around counter clockwise. On the RHS side of the shed we got to chatting about how mountain biking was great for cross training. Now here’s the weird thing: considering we were both going in opposite directions, we were chatting to each other while we were side by side, for a few minutes. Quite a feat if we were traveling in opposite directions at speed. Must have been some warping of space-time for that to have occurred!

This is from a few days ago, but I still remember it. I had traveled to some shopping centre to meet up with an old girl friend (Kelster). However, when I got there I could not recognise her. I had the feeling a skinny chick with short hair and freckles was the old ex, but considering she looked TOTALLY different I was not sure. She had never been svelte, nor had her hair been the colour it was, and she had never had freckles.