(7/15/08) sex with another girl; before i leave

(Entered in paper journal at 6:12 AM on 2-train from Brooklyn into Manhattan.)

Dream #1

I was with a pretty, blonde woman. We were in a big, kind of plain room that was lit gently with incandescent light. I was kissing the woman's breasts and nipples. The woman was enjoying it. She told me to try and fit both nipples into my mouth.

I kept trying to get inside the woman. Finally she turned around so I could get inside her from behind. I was about to enter the woman, but I stopped and told her that maybe I should put on a condom first.

But, I told the woman, I didn't have any condoms. The woman sat up on the bed, which was just a couple mattresses on the floor, and threw a few small, clear, plastic boxes and bags at me. This was stuff for putting on condoms. There were apparently condoms in one of the packages, as well as lubricant and some tiny, clear, "shovel-shaped" pieces of plastic that were used to apply the lubricant.

I had no idea what I was doing. I told the woman, "I've never gotten this far with sex before. Would you be able to help me out?" The woman had been sitting up near the head of the bed, kind of holding her knees up to her chest.

I now sat in a cafe. My girlfriend H had come in to meet me. She seemed happy to see me. We sat down with two of H's female friends, both of whom may have been overweight. I couldn't see anything very well, like I was always looking down, or like I always had my vision crowded out from above.

H's friends recognized me as having come into the cafe on a previous day with the blonde woman. The friends could tell that I had taken the blonde woman home. Somehow, through their feelings, the friends transferred this information to H.

H now sat down and was drinking some sweet, red drink in a clear glass through a red straw. I tried to talk to H, but she wouldn't listen to me. She kept holding onto her glass and looking down.

Dream #2

I got a phone call from H. She said she had to go back home to Tokyo. Something had happened to her mother and father. But something was wrong with the flights. H was still waiting at the airport. She asked if I could come see her at the airport. I told H I would be there. I hoped to myself that I would actually be able to get to the airport before H's flights left.