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bookofmirrorsSo, I remember a little more of the dream than what I'm writing here, but I have to save this part for posterity. :)
I was in this house with
WalkingBear and 
ToguSpyder. I'm pretty sure 
BlckwngdOrcl and 
Spy_Isis were there, but they weren't really in the room, just a sense of them being around but not present. There was also a handful of people there, apparently guys from a local community college, where I had been earlier in my dream. Anyway, the guys and WalkingBear and ToguSpyder were gaming, and I was just kinda hanging out. Then, for whatever reason, WalkingBear and ToguSpyder kinda started playing around with me, and there was a sense of BDSM to it, and it was mostly ToguSpyder doing it. He had a syringe, and wanted to inject me with it (in the dream, I knew what was in it, and it was a kinda weird concoction, but I don't remember it now...) as part of the scene. Now, in real life, I've never done anything involving the breaking of my skin in any way, and it's not high on my list of things to try, and it would have to be a very special situation for me to consider it. In this situation, though, there was too much going on, too many people I didn't know; I was really trying to get into it, though, and really wanted to do what he asked, 'cause I'm just that way in scenes. And, of course, I was curious how it would be. But the situation wasn't lending itself to me trusting it enough, and I wasn't willing to lose myself to that extent in front of these guys who weren't really honoring the situation, anyway. So, I respectfully asked ToguSpyder if I could talk to him in the next room. I went there myself, into a small bedroom, and waited for him. I was lying on a twin bed, and just kinda looking around the dimly-lit room. There was a fishbowl in there, at the foot of the bed, mostly hidden from my sight by a lot of clutter, but there was a fish in it (which looked very much like this), and the fish could swim/fly through the air. The fishbowl itself was small with the usual fishbowl stuff, but no water. The fish would periodically leave the bowl and fly around the room, clearly quite happy to just be alive, and enjoying itself. I tried to coax it over by me, and it kinda did, playfully, but never made it all the way over to me. It went back in its bowl when ToguSpyder got there.
I told him that I very much wanted to do what he asked (or at least try), but that all the guys there, who I didn't really know, who were the young stupid punk type, who weren't really paying attention to the scene (and therefore likely not into it, and judgemental about it, in my mind), and just the general sense of distraction made it hard for me to get into the headspace where I could do that for him. He was pretty upset about this, although not at me. He said that he had tried very hard to make the scene a very intimate one between he and I in spite of all the background stuff going on. He seemed very disappointed, as if he felt he had failed in his objective. I told him that, in fact, it was just the opposite. He had been so successful in creating just that kind of ambience that I seriously considered going through with something that I otherwise wouldn't have even come close to. He was still bummed, but he understood. We both agreed that we should try again, under more private circumstances.
He and the rest of the guys went back to gaming after that, which had actually been happening the whole time. In fact, the distraction of talking to me had actually causedToguSpyder to do something stupid that they later told me they were able to go back and fix.
I also had a sense, at the end of the dream, after I had talked toToguSpyder, and he had remained to game and I had gone back into another room to hang until the game was over, and everyone came back into the room I was in, that my grandfather was in the room. Not doing anything, just kinda there.
I was in this house with
WalkingBear and ToguSpyder. I'm pretty sure BlckwngdOrcl and Spy_Isis were there, but they weren't really in the room, just a sense of them being around but not present. There was also a handful of people there, apparently guys from a local community college, where I had been earlier in my dream. Anyway, the guys and WalkingBear and ToguSpyder were gaming, and I was just kinda hanging out. Then, for whatever reason, WalkingBear and ToguSpyder kinda started playing around with me, and there was a sense of BDSM to it, and it was mostly ToguSpyder doing it. He had a syringe, and wanted to inject me with it (in the dream, I knew what was in it, and it was a kinda weird concoction, but I don't remember it now...) as part of the scene. Now, in real life, I've never done anything involving the breaking of my skin in any way, and it's not high on my list of things to try, and it would have to be a very special situation for me to consider it. In this situation, though, there was too much going on, too many people I didn't know; I was really trying to get into it, though, and really wanted to do what he asked, 'cause I'm just that way in scenes. And, of course, I was curious how it would be. But the situation wasn't lending itself to me trusting it enough, and I wasn't willing to lose myself to that extent in front of these guys who weren't really honoring the situation, anyway. So, I respectfully asked ToguSpyder if I could talk to him in the next room. I went there myself, into a small bedroom, and waited for him. I was lying on a twin bed, and just kinda looking around the dimly-lit room. There was a fishbowl in there, at the foot of the bed, mostly hidden from my sight by a lot of clutter, but there was a fish in it (which looked very much like this), and the fish could swim/fly through the air. The fishbowl itself was small with the usual fishbowl stuff, but no water. The fish would periodically leave the bowl and fly around the room, clearly quite happy to just be alive, and enjoying itself. I tried to coax it over by me, and it kinda did, playfully, but never made it all the way over to me. It went back in its bowl when ToguSpyder got there. I told him that I very much wanted to do what he asked (or at least try), but that all the guys there, who I didn't really know, who were the young stupid punk type, who weren't really paying attention to the scene (and therefore likely not into it, and judgemental about it, in my mind), and just the general sense of distraction made it hard for me to get into the headspace where I could do that for him. He was pretty upset about this, although not at me. He said that he had tried very hard to make the scene a very intimate one between he and I in spite of all the background stuff going on. He seemed very disappointed, as if he felt he had failed in his objective. I told him that, in fact, it was just the opposite. He had been so successful in creating just that kind of ambience that I seriously considered going through with something that I otherwise wouldn't have even come close to. He was still bummed, but he understood. We both agreed that we should try again, under more private circumstances.
He and the rest of the guys went back to gaming after that, which had actually been happening the whole time. In fact, the distraction of talking to me had actually caused
ToguSpyder to do something stupid that they later told me they were able to go back and fix.I also had a sense, at the end of the dream, after I had talked to
ToguSpyder, and he had remained to game and I had gone back into another room to hang until the game was over, and everyone came back into the room I was in, that my grandfather was in the room. Not doing anything, just kinda there.
