i dreamt...

[cimorene]

i went to a chinese restaurant. or maybe it was japanese. i was sitting in this little office with a little old chinese man in a suit--i in an antique chair, he behind an ornate desk, and there were chinese restaurant decorations on the wall. he was asking me if i wanted to eat. i said yes, and just then in walked a waitress, a chinese girl in, oddly enough, a zipper-front black catsuit.

i said i wanted to eat and just as he was taking me to eat--on a patio, no less--she came up to me and said, 'can i call you?'

so he took me out to the patio where they had this landscaped pool bordered in loose slate and boulders of various sizes--clean, but inside the pond mossy ones, lilypads, little fish. the water was warm and shallow, with two main levels but a lot of little waterfalls throughout. the goldfish were confined to the raised top level.

they sat me down with my back to the gate at the entrance to the garden with a sort of bit of pond between me and the waitress. she came out and had to ask me some questions or something, so she was sitting on a boulder to my left, deep in the shade of some bushes and frondy palm trees/ferns--the point being that the garden was so verdant you couldn't see it from inside. the chinese food was on a tray across the pond from her, on my right, but instead i crawled over to her and there was some quite , gradual unzipping of her catsuit and nuzzling and licking her breasts and collarbone and her moaning and whatnot, stroking my shoulders and gripping my head, me kneeling in the pond which was very warm and swirling around my feet, running my hands up the insides of her thighs and taking her boots off.

and then for some reason, i had to sleep in the chinese restaurant, and i was walking around a room with thick oriental rugs, a room which was otherwise empty, in the middle of the night.

the next day there was this fantastic dinner with courses and there were these trays and tables, woven reed ones, set up going over the pond and this whole group of people--old dignified chinese people and other people and they were not really paying much attention to me. the girl was in the same place. and somehow instead of walking around the pond i just splashed through it to sit in front of her and lay my head in her lap and she wrapped her legs around me and whatnot. there was much undulating and gasping and incoherent whispering while all these old people inexplicably paid no attention whatsoever. and then someone came out of the restaurant, carrying the boots that i'd taken off of her the day before. which we found horrifying, but, more importantly, frustrating, as it was very much coitus interruptus. despite all the old people around.

Comments

[oneko-briar.livejournal.com]

:g: you wish to be a whore geisha? the darla/dru icon was *veery* inspiring?

you wanna have a web cam? and show it in an asian restaurant?

you're hungry! i bet that's it...

:doesn't dash away because isn't checking lj in the first place, nope:

[cimness.livejournal.com]

oh no, i wasn't a geisha. she was an employee and emphatically a WAITRESS, while i was most definitely a customer of the restaurant, and people were ignoring me. i wasn't supposed to be groping and sucking on the waitress, but we just found we had a strong mutual attraction.