bookofmirrors | Last Night's Dream

I'm in a house with John Malkovich, Catherine Zeta-Jones, and some similarly hot blonde I don't recognize. (It just gets weirder from here, folks...)

Somehow, I'm Malkovich's slavegirl or somesuch, or at least I'm trying for the job. He's down in the basement, and he's sent me upstairs for something - like a robe or something like that - that's like, for some reason, his big THING. Like he's unnaturally obsessed with it, or something like that. So, I know that finding this robe is really important. I've heard through the grapevine that he gets really upset about it, and is short-tempered. I didn't feel like I was going to be in any physical danger, but his wrath bothered me. Hard to describe how it bothered me. It wasn't that his anger or disappointment would devastate me. It wasn't that there was a specific consequence, per se (other than, I think, not being allowed to be his slavegirl anymore, but even that was kinda unclear). I guess it was just that, in general, I don't like to disappoint people. But, then again, it wasn't like I was all freaked out about it, either.

So, anyway, I went upstairs to get this robe. I'm looking around for it, and can't really find it. I'm looking through all these closets, and it's not where I expected it to be. So, in the meantime, CZJ comes along, and basically says something to the effect of, "It'll take you hours to find that stupid robe. Why don't you come over here and play with me instead?" So, I end up going over to this couch where she's sitting, and eating her pussy. It was weird, 'cause it wasn't quite anatomically correct. There was no hole, no clit, and it didn't seem to really excite her. And, strangest of all, when it was over (not when she climaxed, 'cause I don't remember that happening, we just stopped), I pulled off her (hairless) cunt and took it with me. Think the scene in Mallrats where the chick pulled off her third nipple. Same concept. She was left lying there, with Barbie doll anatomy between her legs. The hot blond I mentioned earlier was watching this whole time, looking kinda lustful, and perhaps waiting her turn in line, but I basically ignored her, since I needed to get back to finding that robe.

So, I'm going to find this robe, and this other guy comes up, very similar to Nathan Lane, but not quite. He's apparently very close to JM. Kinda like Smithers to Mr. Burns, but without the comedy. Very deep long-standing relationship; he loves him in a way that's greater than platonic, but not necessarily sexual. And JM returns it to some level, but is so closed off from his own feelings, that he can't really return much. Anyway, he tells me that he's aware that JM is difficult to deal with, but that he's really a good person deep down, and he's just scared (he doesn't say of what). I think the dream ended right about there.