NEW FROM BILL: Monday Dream Diarist

Chapter One

As the wave of sound moves in… I recall the faint hallways of a dorm room from a familiar college setting. I can tell that the boys of the dorm are hurriedly preparing for night of debauchery. The characters closest to me appear to be misshapen versions of many of my high school acquaintances. I feel as they are concocting plans and my vote will not sway the direction we are about to take.

We move to a darkened woods setting with distant fire casting thick shadows over my “friends.” We see three animals before the fire. First, a large dog with erratic snarls and black eyes. Second, a small weasel using its snout to bury beneath a wet log covered in moss. Third, a male deer without antlers. The deer poses the largest threat and myself and two of my “friends” take off from the woods in a 1930's truck with blue paint chipping away.

We become panicked in an open field when we find ourselves face to face with the deer protecting its nearby offspring. The deer reared up and threatened to ejaculate on our group with its now engorged and exposed member. I stumble but manage to shield the deer with a old tire. As the deer retreats we head inside the nearby cabin.

I find a young virginal male trying to sweet talk his way into a threesome with two girls seated beside him. He is unaware that these women are willing to fulfill his fantasy without his needed effort. He starts to touch one set of legs only to shirk away. He ties to give a slow kiss to the slightly older of the two girls and feels distracted by the couch cushions. Finally, he let’s the girls kiss while he rubs the younger girl’s back.

I feel my way through the well-lit cabin… 
…I begin to open my eyes and hear the droning wave of sound.