in a wood full of princes, freedom is a kiss

now that i've lured you in with a heart lyric (yet again; how do you keep falling for this, dear readers?), here are the two dreams from last night, which both involve co-workers and some sexuality. quite disturbing.

dream 1: i'm drinking with this girl from the client side who's kinda pixie-ish, so let's call her pixie for aka-sake. so pixie and i are drinking and getting along famously. the bar we're at is closing, so she says for us to go back to her place because she has more booze. i oblige. when we get to her place, we skip the booze and have sex, with her cat watching us the whole time. the next day at work, we don't talk to each other, but the next week we're back to our usual selves. fast forward a month. she pulls me into a meeting room at work and says "i'm pregnant, and it's yours. you're the only guy i've slept with in months." i, of course, am shocked. and so is everyone else at work. i'll walk by some random cube and hear someone on their phone talking to someone and saying "he got her pregnant, and he's gay. no they had sex. isn't that sick?" people keep on coming up to me and saying "congratulations? and aren't you gay?" the dream ends as i'm walking into the baby shower our CEOs threw for her that i was not invited to, even though i'm the father. as i walk in, i hear someone say "and he actually fucked you?" fin.

dream 2: i'm at hot gig's cubicle, showing him onscreen something he has to fix for this project we're currently working on. (i've mentioned this before, but now the project has permeated my dreamtime.) i get in rather close to him so as to better see and point at what's wrong onscreen. and i have my right hand on the desk. he places his left hand on it while he points at the screen with his right hand and explains how he's going to fix what is wrong with the e-mail. he says "what do you think?" i say "i think your hand is on my hand." he looks at me, smiles that sexy smile of his and says "i meant the e-mail." i say "it's hard for me to think right now." he says "really." then he moves in and kisses me. for a while. at work. and it's a good kiss. (so good i can taste him when i wake up. oy.) we stop kissing and he says "now what do you think." i fall to the floor. he gets down on the floor with me and says "i think you need to be kissed more." he smiles again, then he kisses me again. i stop it after a while, get up (with him still on the floor), and say "yeah, i think your solution for the e-mail works. and i think i'm late for a meeting. send me a proof when you're done so i can review the changes, then we can blast." and then i run outside. fin.