The dream stared me and Howie Dorough ofcourse.... The setting was my bedroom, no it wasn't that kind of dream and yes we were laying in bed not wearing much clothing. Yes, read on I promise you.
Howie was fast asleep and I woke up first, I was real happy as if something
happened before the dream started (..... that's the closest I ever got
to sex in my dreams unfortunately). So well I watched him sleep, he
was so peaceful and handsome. I simply adored him. I have never been in
love in my life, but I was in love. I started admiring him, I then got
my finger and traced his body. Yes, this is so sensual I loved it, why
am I sharing this you ask, all I can say is why not, it may help you have
good Howie dreams too. So I traced the lines in his body starting from
his almost clean shaven chest to his rather large feet. I for some reason
was looking at the symmetry That's where the Art History kicks in!)
of his body and how sculpted he was. Did I mention I'm getting an A in
Art History now! Okay back to tracing Howie....LoL. He woke up finally
and he was so handsome.... sigh! I really mean handsome, his big brown
eyes were all shiny and glistening with the low light that's being filtered
by the curtains at my bed side. His hair was neatly combed, I don't know
why and he didn't have morning breath either. Howie then said "I love you."
I told him how I felt, I forgot what I said I was so "in love" with that
whole moment. Howie then took me in his arms, he has some great hands did
I mention that. And we went back to sleep in each others arms. What did
you expect I'm a college student sleep is very precious to me. If I had
a choice between sex with you know who and sleep I think I would take...
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