Mary Anne, the beautiful somnambulist

Flash. You're on a ferry, and he's with you. You're travelling to an island. You're going behind his girlfriend's back. You cuddle close, close to each other on the seat, hands entwined like your bodies should be. The boat lurches forwards on the waves...

Flash. You're sharing a shower stall with her - your ex-boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Why her? Someone knocks, and two female acquaintances join you. You're trying to wash your hair, but you can hardly move because the stall is too crowded with naked limbs. You're embarrassed. Your back is to them and they're giggling. Suddenly you feel wet hands on your hips turning you to face them, and you feel a warm mouth on your genitalia. You gasp and look at them. One of the girls is kneeling before you; the other two are giving you saccharine smiles, reaching for you...

Flash. The dark meeting room of Zeta Mu, and you hear your name. You turn and see the Emperor sitting in a corner. You rush over to him, overjoyed, and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a kiss...

Flash. You're making out with the Atlantean and the two of you are inexorably horny. He's sitting on the edge of the bed, you're straddling his lap, you've stripped each other down to your underwear... But wait, what? all your other trip-mates come into the room and you break apart abruptly - red-faced and embarrassed. The others don't seem to notice and proceed to sit down in the room and chat. The Atlantean and you look at each other burningly and you want to leave the room, go somewhere else, but you can't...

Flash. It's your hot, butch Teaching Assistant from that class you took freshman year, and for some reason she's giving you a cheery, matter-of-fact demonstration of suspension bondage rigging, and you're nodding, listening, trying not to betray your huge crush on her...

Flash. The room is dark and the couple is curled up together - the Atlantean spooning his gf. You climb into bed with them and the Atlantean wakes up, turns towards you and she seems to melt away. He's sitting in front of you now, and you're tracing fingertips and tongue and teeth up his spine, then biting the soft back of his neck. He moans...

Flash. Bajan-Guy is leaving in five days but the two of you are sitting in his room, talking, and - you can have me, he says. Later, when you're walking with him on campus, you shyly and discreetly hold hands...

Flash. She is wearing a schoolgirl uniform and is bent over a desk. Her bare ass is white - rapidly turning red with welts from the bundle of birch rods. She shrieks. He is strong, built, and you can't see his face. He drops the rods carelessly aside, unbuckles his pants, and impales her on his cock. His hipbones drive against her hot flesh, and she gasps. Tears come to her eyes from the pain of his body against hers; from the pleasure of him inside her...

(You're pretty sure you wake up abruptly with your hand inside your boxers at this point, before falling back asleep...)

Flash. The Actor is walking with them in the forest under a bright full moon and you're trying to catch up with him...

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I've spent the last few days in a soporific haze. Somehow, I got into the habit of going to sleep at 6am and waking up at 2pm. Even when I made myself go to bed a few hours earlier, and set my alarm earlier, I still snoozed it until 2pm, like clockwork.

I haven't felt like I've had much to get up for. My two exams are at the end of finals period; and both require not very much work, but enough work to make me feel guilty for blowing it off. And many of my friends have already left for home, or are busy with finals. As a result, I've been stuck in a strange interim place of trying to do work, not really doing it, and wanting to do fun things but not really doing those either. I've been stuck doing pretty much nothing for days at a time - not wanting to do that, at the same time feeling bored by the alternatives.

I have vivid dreams. Most of the time I don't want to get up because dreams are more interesting. Easier.

I do so many things not because they're what I really want to do, but because they're the easiest. The safest. They have the least chance of going wrong.

But then if I lived like that, I might as well spend my life asleep, right?

"...the peep-show proprietor had talked about a beautiful somnambulist. Yet, if she were asleep, she was dreaming of passion and afterwards I slept without dreaming for I had experienced a dream in actuality. When I woke in the commonplace morning, nothing was left of  her in the bed but some dead leaves and there was no sign she had been in the room." -  The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman

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