Movie Time

2011-09-14

This dream is innocent enough. For some context, I should mention that I had it mere hours after getting home from 'game night' with my D&D group. Last session involved much less actual gameplay than just bullshitting, drinking, smoking, etc., but that's beside the point.

The dream had most of the group there. Devin (our DM), Dom (his brother), Katie (his sister), Tonya (Dom's girlfriend), and possibly one or two others from the group, though if they were there then their presence was indistinct.

Rather than playing D&D, we were all gathered 'round our 'sitting area' and watching the television. The TV in the dream was much larger than the one they have in real life, but that's probably for the best. Dom, Tonya and I were on the couch, Katie was wandering around and Devin was sitting to my right, very similar to our real-life positions the night previous. The reason for the gathering, since after all no games were being played, was that we were all watching a straight-to-dvd action movie starring Tonya. And by that, I don't mean that she was 'the chick' who needed rescuing or whatever. She was literally the star. Think Sarah Conner or Ripley.

It wasn't very good, but it also wasn't the worst thing ever. Very generic, very by-the-book. It was shot in tones of blue, mostly. It was interesting to all of us though, since it starred someone we know. So we sat around watching it and cracking jokes about it every now and again.

I remember getting up and wandering around at some point, probably due to boredom but possibly also because I just felt like standing for whatever reason. I couldn't say. I stood just a bit farther to the right of where I was sitting, half watching the TV and half looking into the kitchen for some reason. After a little while, Tonya got up to go fix some food or drinks or whatever. I think at this point she was getting slightly annoyed at all the wise-cracks from the audience at her movie's expense.

Right after Tonya got up, Katie threw herself down on the couch and 'spread out' a bit, taking up the spaces that both Tonya and I were previously occupying. It took some laying down on her part to accomplish this, but she seemed okay with that. Dom looked a bit annoyed, but she gave him puppy eyes and cuddled up with him, very soon causing his demeanor to soften toward her somewhat.

Looking at the TV again, there came a scene with a very gratuitous 'dat ass' shot. Tonya was firing a pistol at a vehicle that was speeding away, causing it to explode of course, but the camera was positioned behind her tilting up slightly toward her ass. All of the action was seen through her legs, and the view was zoomed in to the point where all you saw was her ass, her legs down to her calves, and part of her lower back. No nudity was involved, but she was wearing her jeans so tight that you could damn-near see her asshole pucker at the explosion, and there were hints of a vaginal outline as well. Needless to say, this grabbed my attention completely, and very likely stole the minds of all the other men in the room as well.

Not long after this scene, Katie basically spoke what was on everybody's mind when she said, "So Tonya, are we going to see your tits in this movie or what?"

There was some laughter all around and no definitive response from Tonya either way.

It was at this point that the dream took a slightly weirder turn. I was standing there just as before, but the laughter started fading away into silence as the room got dark. That's not to say people stopped laughing... they didn't, but the sound just faded out. Pretty soon everyone was gone, as was the room. All that was left was myself and total blackness.

I stood there for a moment, and was actually not confused at all by this turn of events. It seemed completely normal. Before too long, out of the darkness strode two individuals - different versions of myself. They looked the same, were dressed the same, but were slightly less fat as always. They walked up to me and, after a very brief non-verbal exchange between them, the one to my right asked me where my data was.

I shrugged, having only a general idea of what he meant. I felt reluctant to give him 'the data', whatever it was.

Both their arms crossed, the one on the left sighed and looked frustrated, shaking his head. The one to my right extended his right hand again, placing his thumb and index finger on my forehead and repeating himself, "James, we really need that information. We know it's in there. Extract it."

I started getting defensive and slightly confused at this point, so I just blurted out, "Nigga, this a dream, ain't no shit in here, this is bullshit." And then I woke up.