G’ No Money…

It is what it is.

I’m in a bedroom when G’No Money enters the room.

He comes right up to me and kisses me on the side of my neck.

That’s a guaranteed way to get the juices flowing immediately!

He doesn’t stop.

He’s fixated on that spot.

I had to gently push him away to get him to release me.

When I say that, that’s my spot!—That’s my motherfucking spot

That shit feels GOOD as hell!

Whew…

Let me calm down.

—Back to the dream

We end up on the bed and he’s behind me.

He’s kissing me on the side and back of my neck again, as he fucks me.

I love what he’s doing to my body.

BUT…

I start to cry.

He immediately notices my tears.

“Why are you crying?” He asks, as he wipes them away.

I’m crying because I think that this is just sex to him.

That this is just a game to him, and that I’m just one of his MANY bitches.

He tries to reassure me that this isn’t the case.

That this is real, and that he’s serious about me.

For some reason, I believe him.

And we finish what we started.

END DREAM

Chile…

(Shrugs)

Well, G’ No Money is proving to be a VERY adept lover, in my dreams.

Fast, rough sex is great.

But, I crave the slower more meaningful sex also.

I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately.

And I wondered, if he decided to choose my path, would he be sincere.

Or would I be just another mare in his stable?

The spirits answered my question.