Dream #25
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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Fri Feb 17 06 / 2:33 PM Last night I had a dream that Miranda from Sex and the City and I happened on a party of the type that involves a big old house and activity in every room - the best kind. Miranda was so drunk she lay on a counter and fingered herself while a female stranger touched her breasts and I stood awkwardly beside Miranda's left knee. I ran my hands along her incredibly smooth legs. I wanted to put my mouth on her breasts. I stopped from going further because Samantha and Carrie were across the room watching us. That step into bisexuality was suddenly too private to make, despite the opportunity. Privacy is a cage. Inside it I keep my sexual proclivities, my grief for my father, and my wish that someone knew everything about me.
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Lisa Higgs
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