Now that I had some down time, I was supposed to meet someone for a date, but when I called her about thirty minutes before we were supposed to meet, she did not answer the phone. I called her again at the time were supposed to meet, but the response I got that she declined to take the call.

I thought that she declined to take the call because she might have been on another call. So, I called her again, and the call was declined again. Well, you don’t have to tell me twice, that she broke the date.

 I wondered why she asked me out in the first place, or maybe she was mad that I didn’t call her and speak with her during the week. If she had plans to give it up, or just to hang out, I would never know now. Nowadays the inner workings of the mind of women can be a mystery at times.

Anyway, now that my time was free, I decided to finish some stuff that I meant to do for a couple of weeks. While I did these errands and came back in, and sat down and took a nap, this latest dream took place.

It started out when I purchased a house, and was moving in, I was taking the cat into the new house, but the cat was kind of restless. He was jumping up and down and was not keeping still. I decided to put the cat in one of the bathrooms, that way he would be a bit less stressed being in a small area. Then, maybe he will be calm when I let him out the bathroom to roam the house.

The other strange thing is that the house was fully furnished, the real estate agent came around, he was supposed to bring the final papers to sign.

When the real estate agent came, he had some other people with him, we were sitting around the table. Then the real estate agent started uttering some type of prayer and started speaking about something. It sure sounded like a preacher’s sermon.

This went on for a while, before there was a break. Then I interjected and with a serious attitude, I said, that I thought were here to close on the house. The real estate agent, who now looked like a preacher said, not to be disrespectful. That I should wait until things were over.

The preaching and sermon was still going on and frankly I was getting quite annoyed. But this is when I realized, that there was no intention to close on the house. That the sale of the house was used to recruit people into joining this group.

I didn’t want to be part of this group, and wanted to find an excuse to leave. I supposed the group picked up on it, so the preacher decided to use the bathroom upstairs. I called out to my son, and told him to get the cat, and go back to the old apartment.

After my son left with the cat, and the preacher went upstairs to use the bathroom. This is when the preacher’s wife decides to use the female power of persuasion, to recruit me to join this group.

She said, since her husband was upstairs, it gave her the opportunity to express how she felt. This is when she grabbed my love stick, and put it in her mouth. After a few minutes, she undid her top and exposed her milk bars, then she put my love stick between the milk bars, holding it she moved her chest up and down the love stick. The love stick exploded, leaving a creamy mess on her chest between her milk bars.

As she was wiping herself clean, the preacher came downstairs to finish his sermon. He looked at his wife with the “did you do the deed” look. Then they were like, will what are you going to do?

I declined to join their group, I only wanted to purchase the house. They did not want to close on the house. So, at this point there was no need for me to stay around.  

When I was getting ready, to leave, this is when the preacher shouted that there was some inappropriate behavior between me and his wife. The late Marion Berry’s famous words came to mind, “bitch set me up.” Now, there’re going to treat me like they are treating Puff Daddy. Making allegations that the woman was coerced into having inappropriate relations with me.

Then two of his bodyguards attempted to grab me. One managed to punch me in the face.  I was pinned against the door, but I had something that looked like a heavy bag that I used as a barrier so that the bodyguards couldn’t get to me.

The door broke down and I found that I could run outside, the bodyguards were pursuing me. Then a car pulled up and my son got out of the car. He had a small boy with him, which I felt was my grandson.

The grandson picked up a stone, and threw it at the bodyguards, who laughed thinking that a little boy throwing stones was my defense against them. But the laughing stopped when the grandson picked up a sizable rock, and aimed the rock at one of the bodyguard’s head. The rock busted hm upside his head like how Goliath was hit and the bodyguard fell down unconscious.

The other bodyguard started to retreat, but not fast enough to outrun the other rock that the grandson threw. The rock hit the bodyguard’s temple, and when he fell, he was in a pool of blood.

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