My partner keeps changing but the theme remains the same.

We were someplace, going somewhere, doing something. No, not that.

We were sweet, we were cuddling, we were happy.

It was wrong.

I was in this huge house. I don’t know the people who were with me, but in the dream, I know them.

I felt I need to pee, so I stood up from the couch and made my way to the stairs to the 2nd floor. As I step on the landing, the host told me to use her brother’s ensuite toilet, since it’s the nearest.

Holding off my pee, I took a minute to look around, soaking in the maleness of the room. I finally head to the toilet and do my business. I finish and went out the door. The brother was standing there inside the room.

Her very gorgeous model-esque brother.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.