I had a dream last night about a book I am currently reading. In my dream I became the central character in the book, but the weird thing is there were two of me. One me was quite a nice bloke and the other me was a nasty type. The two of us were constantly arguing with each other about all the money we were earning. There were a couple of love interests in the book and it was the same in my dream. It all got very confusing so I decided it would be better if I woke up.
However just before I woke up I took off my belt and found myself hitting a woman who had not featured in the dream previously, across her pert little bottom. She was happily allowing me to do this. I was only hitting her very gently though, and she was wearing a pair of tight fitting combat trousers - I'm not a weirdo - and she said if I wasn't going to do it properly I might just as well wake up and stop wasting her time.
Then my alarm clock went off and I woke up. The thing is, and this is the honest truth, I have never been interested in this type of kinkiness in my life. I can't even blame the book I'm reading, because there was nothing like this behaviour in it.
I hardly ever use an alarm clock to wake me up. I only set it this time because I was having a load of firewood delivered early. I am quite annoyed that I used the alarm clock. I would have loved to find out more about the woman, what with her being so mysterious. I would have asked her what she was doing barging into my dream like that. But on the plus side perhaps it's just as well I did set the alarm clock. I mean I might have developed an unhealthy interest in sado-masochism, and that would never do, not at my age. I have to look after my heart!
Tonight I am not going to set the alarm. Maybe the dream will come back. Not that I'm at all interested in that type of thing.