Cautious Libertine
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Has anyone had a terrible, awful, vomitous sex dream?
Recently I had one about MY MOTHER (yes holy fuck). Bit of background - my mother is these days an ordained member of a mainstream religious order. The act, *shudder* which I have no vivid recollection of (thank christ), occurred in some pastiche New York style loft apartment. What I do remember is that after the event my mother - MY MOTHER!! - ended up chasing me around the apartment, saying things to me that she'd never never say like "I've been waiting a long time for that' (but ruder) and 'When can we do it again?' with me reduced to answering no fuck off go away leave me alone!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO How can I ever look at her again?
OK most of you are probably thinking there's some kind of fucked up thing from childhood going on, but you'd be mistaken. Pretty normal childhood. Definitely no funny business from my mum or anyone else. Furthermore, I have a great and perfectly functional relationship with my mother. Oedipus - who's that?
This is totally my brain's fault. Why, brain, why?!?!
Recently I had one about MY MOTHER (yes holy fuck). Bit of background - my mother is these days an ordained member of a mainstream religious order. The act, *shudder* which I have no vivid recollection of (thank christ), occurred in some pastiche New York style loft apartment. What I do remember is that after the event my mother - MY MOTHER!! - ended up chasing me around the apartment, saying things to me that she'd never never say like "I've been waiting a long time for that' (but ruder) and 'When can we do it again?' with me reduced to answering no fuck off go away leave me alone!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO How can I ever look at her again?
OK most of you are probably thinking there's some kind of fucked up thing from childhood going on, but you'd be mistaken. Pretty normal childhood. Definitely no funny business from my mum or anyone else. Furthermore, I have a great and perfectly functional relationship with my mother. Oedipus - who's that?
This is totally my brain's fault. Why, brain, why?!?!
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