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I ran into a girl I know in a store, we talk, she drops some glassware, after the mess is sorted out, we leave and go to my house. We talk for a while longer, go into my rook and ask her a question, she responds no. at this point i look down to see that i'm not wearing pants, only boxers. I also discover my erection, she also sees it, places her hand on it then moves from the left then to the right of me and acts in an awkward manner. I make a witty comment and she responds with partial disgust.

It was my wedding day, i have seen the groom in real life only twice. i decided to stop the wedding because i don't know the groom well.. we were in my parents house.. guests began to arrive.. i wasn't wearing my wedding gown nor the groom was wearing his formal clothes.. I talked to the groom while my sister was with us.. i told him we don't know each other very well, and if he was sure he wanted to marry me.. he replied that i am a fine girl and we share many things in common so he doesn't see why we shouldn't get married.. finally the wedding was stopped.. then i see myself in an airport and i see their many of my classmates.. my sister was there too.. few moments later the supposed groom comes, says hi to my sister and kisses me on my cheek from the back.. i felt happy with the kiss so i kissed him back on the neck..

I was in an abandoned building with Mohammed Alsharif and this couple (whom I don't actually know but I seemed to know in the dream). The four of us were going to go somewhere and I ended up outside in the car (a yellow convertible) with the couple. The guy was driving and he started to drive off without Mohammed. I protested and the guy said something to the effect of 'screw him' and then said, 'He shouldn't lag behind.' I got highly offended and demanded we go back. The guy refused; I argued; he refused. So, I told him to let me out. He woudn't. So, we argued about that until I told him this was kidnapping and got my phone out to call the police. I was deposited on a dark, rain-slicked skid row street. It was very dark and I started to walk back to the apartment to find Mohammed. I got to the upstairs doorway - a kind of doorway without a door to a landing with cracked and abused plaster, the cement floors covered in dust and debris - and he was there. "I'm so sorry, I said. "No problem," he shrugged in classic Mohammed fashion. "No, it's terrible. They were going to leave without you." "It's okay." Again, quintessential Mohammed casual shrug. "They're assholes. I'm so sorry. What should we do now?" I asked, thinking we would make alternate plans for the night out. He smiled in a cute, coy way and blushed as he shrugged his shoulders. I got the hint and smiled and blushed and looked down at my shoes. As I looked back up, he put his arms around my neck - very gently, very shyly - and leaned over to kiss me. It was gentle at first, but as I became more receptive, he got bolder. At one point, I gave a little whimper while he was kissing me and lips still on mine, he smiled and repeated my whimper mockingly. In this torrent of polite and demure passion, the boldest I could force myself to be was to press a hand to his chest. His hands never ventured beyond the back of my neck.

I was in an auditorium , sitting with a man i didnt know who was trying to touch me inappropriatly , wh+en i looked up i seen my ex and a couple of his friends walk in. I screamed for delilah ( a friend of his to help me). I watched as my ex became sexual with another women, became sad and grabbed my bags that i had and said i was leaving. My ex then said to me, ok well if you want to then i will.i was walking down stairs, between three of my ex's friends as i stepped in to some type of sticky substance that was green.

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