Dream of:12 July 1983 "Leaving A Fair"
Someone seemed to be chasing me as I was trying to leave a fair. When I encountered a gorgeous girl (about 19 years old) with brunette hair, I grabbed her by the arm and said, "Come on and go with me."
We boarded my car, I sat in the driver's seat and she sat next to me. As soon as she was inside, she spread her legs apart so her dress rose above her thighs. I could clearly see the white panties she was wearing. I began running my hand up and down her legs and across her panties and I could feel her warm vagina through her panties. She said it was white down there from lack of sun. Apparently she was referring to her having worn a swimsuit while she had been in the sun, so her skin was white around her pubic region. But I couldn't see her skin through the panties and I said, "Oh, I hadn't noticed."
Still caressing her, I drove off. We talked. I was elated. I noticed I had a strong erection. I reached over, stuck my hand inside the top of her dress and squeezed her large, firm breast. I wanted her to put her hand on my penis, but she didn't.
Suddenly I realized I wouldn't be able to have sex with her because she might have herpes. I hoped she didn't, but I thought, "Well, there's just no way I can make love to her. We can't even have oral sex because you can catch herpes through oral sex."
I became very quiet while she continued laughing and talking. Suddenly she said it was about time for me to come back to reality. I told her I agreed, that I was going to turn around and take her back. It was as if she had known all along we had only been off on a lark and we weren't going to actually do anything.
She said she hoped I would give her a couple dollars. I replied jocularly, "Baby, you're worth more than a couple of dollars."
She looked happy when I said that. I continued, "Of course I'd give you more than a couple of dollars if I just had it. How about five dollars? You'd take five dollars, wouldn't you?"
I knew she would and I said, "Of course you would."
I wasn't insinuating by offering her money that she was a prostitute. I simply thought she was a nice girl who needed a few dollars. I hoped she wouldn't be offended.
As I talked, I continued squeezing her pubic region. It felt extremely good and she was completely accessible.
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