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    I will write this down before my dream is washed away by daylight, like a sandcastle in the tide.

    Anyway, I had a dream last night, and the leading lady was Lucy Chambers. It's not what you think - there was no nudity or humping (not until the end anyway), and there was actually a lovely little story to it. I don't know why it was Lucy and not any other woman I know in real life, nor why it was Lucy and not Alyssa or Elle or Fifi or any other escort I've been with, but it was definitely Lucy, with her machine gun laugh and manky accent and all.

    In my dream, I found myself in a small English town. I don't know where, but it felt like one of those northern towns that are a cross between farming and mining - everyone spoke with that ridiculous Emmerdale "ey oop" accent. There was quite a dense urban town centre with lots of rolling fields around it, which you could see from almost any window in the town.

    The town itself was built at odd angles. Some houses were sideways, and sometimes footpaths went straight up.

    Lucy Chambers was there. She wasn't dressed up glam or anything, just looking like a regular girl, and was working in a cafe that I went into. I wasn't surprised to see her. The strangely-angled people in the cafe took the piss out of my accent in their own stupid accents before I stormed out, and she followed me.

    We got to talking, and she told me that she had a toddler daughter who was sick. I offered to give her a lift home in my car, and she said yes.

    Lucy was living in a disgusting mould-infested bedsit in a rickety house up a lane in the middle of the dark town. Her landlord was a big hairy fat guy with very bad teeth and swore a lot. Her toddler (a beautiful cute wee thing with a halo of golden curls) had a bad cough but was bright and happy, unaware of the squalor she was surrounded by. I made her laugh by pretending to be a monkey.

    I took it upon myself to find Lucy and her rugrat somewhere better to live. I walked up and down winding nightmare streets, passing all sorts of weird locals who looked like something out of a H.P. Lovecraft story. Sometimes Lucy was there, sometimes she was not.

    Eventually, I found myself in the office of a dream estate agent, writing a cheque for a new house on her behalf. I don't remember seeing the house nor being in it, but I do remember that the estate agent had very black teeth.

    The scene shifted, and Lucy and I were in another place. I was coming to my real-life senses now, and decided to paw Lucy's boobies. Just before I could grope her, I woke up.




    And that is how I dreamed of Lucy Chambers.

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    Always the same with great dreams - just getting to the good bit and you wake up.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Mousey View Post
    I will write this down before my dream is washed away by daylight, like a sandcastle in the tide.

    Anyway, I had a dream last night, and the leading lady was Lucy Chambers. It's not what you think - there was no nudity or humping (not until the end anyway), and there was actually a lovely little story to it. I don't know why it was Lucy and not any other woman I know in real life, nor why it was Lucy and not Alyssa or Elle or Fifi or any other escort I've been with, but it was definitely Lucy, with her machine gun laugh and manky accent and all.

    In my dream, I found myself in a small English town. I don't know where, but it felt like one of those northern towns that are a cross between farming and mining - everyone spoke with that ridiculous Emmerdale "ey oop" accent. There was quite a dense urban town centre with lots of rolling fields around it, which you could see from almost any window in the town.

    The town itself was built at odd angles. Some houses were sideways, and sometimes footpaths went straight up.

    Lucy Chambers was there. She wasn't dressed up glam or anything, just looking like a regular girl, and was working in a cafe that I went into. I wasn't surprised to see her. The strangely-angled people in the cafe took the piss out of my accent in their own stupid accents before I stormed out, and she followed me.

    We got to talking, and she told me that she had a toddler daughter who was sick. I offered to give her a lift home in my car, and she said yes.

    Lucy was living in a disgusting mould-infested bedsit in a rickety house up a lane in the middle of the dark town. Her landlord was a big hairy fat guy with very bad teeth and swore a lot. Her toddler (a beautiful cute wee thing with a halo of golden curls) had a bad cough but was bright and happy, unaware of the squalor she was surrounded by. I made her laugh by pretending to be a monkey.

    I took it upon myself to find Lucy and her rugrat somewhere better to live. I walked up and down winding nightmare streets, passing all sorts of weird locals who looked like something out of a H.P. Lovecraft story. Sometimes Lucy was there, sometimes she was not.

    Eventually, I found myself in the office of a dream estate agent, writing a cheque for a new house on her behalf. I don't remember seeing the house nor being in it, but I do remember that the estate agent had very black teeth.

    The scene shifted, and Lucy and I were in another place. I was coming to my real-life senses now, and decided to paw Lucy's boobies. Just before I could grope her, I woke up.




    And that is how I dreamed of Lucy Chambers.
    I think you need to seek help. For sure you are going to need medical attention for that strangely apt Wuthering Heights-esque recounting of my youth , as I am going to kill you.

    Manky accent? This, from the Mouse of Moyross? Pfft.
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    Quote Originally Posted by lucy chambers View Post
    I think you need to seek help. For$20sure0you are going to need medical attention for that strangely apt Wuthering Heights-esque recounting of my youth , as I am going to kill you.

    Manky accent? This, from the Mouse of Moyross? Pfft.
    I all fairness Lucy, Wuthering Heights was set in Yorkshire!

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    What I think your dream meant was:

    The strange town with people that have bad teeth = The escorting world
    The ugly and rough landlord = Lucy (herself or as a symbol) personal life commitments
    The beautiful child with a bad cough = Lucyís (herself or as a symbol) beautiful soul getting sick of that world
    The estate agent with bad teeth = Hope for a better life with full memories of the bad world though Ö

    I think your secret desire is to settle down with a nice woman and in your subconscient mind, Lucy (or women like Lucy) are not making a full potential of themselves living in a dangerous world like this. One on hand, you see yourself as a saviour. On the other hand, your act is not as selfless, seeing you wanted to touch her boobs at the end.

    Also, I donít necessarily think that Lucy from your dream is the Lucy in the real life. She can be just a symbol, the way your mind have chosen to portray a full of life escort. If you think she is not a symbol and it was the actual Luce, then you poor Mousy, you may be a little in love

    I donít want to comment further on this, as obviously my interpretation is just my personal one and I can be on the wrong path.
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    Quote Originally Posted by samlad View Post
    I all fairness Lucy, Wuthering Heights was set in Yorkshire!

    We all know what happened to the Brontes, don't we? Hmmmm.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Amy Alison View Post
    What I think your dream meant was:

    The strange town with people that have bad teeth = The escorting world
    The ugly and rough landlord = Lucy (herself or as a symbol) personal life commitments
    The beautiful child with a bad cough = Lucy’s (herself or as a symbol) beautiful soul getting sick of that world
    The estate agent with bad teeth = Hope for a better life with full memories of the bad world though …

    I think your secret desire is to settle down with a nice woman and in your subconscient mind, Lucy (or women like Lucy) are not making a full potential of themselves living in a dangerous world like this. One on hand, you see yourself as a saviour. On the other hand, your act is not as selfless, seeing you wanted to touch her boobs at the end.

    Also, I don’t necessarily think that Lucy from your dream is the Lucy in the real life. She can be just a symbol, the way your mind have chosen to portray a full of life escort. If you think she is not a symbol and it was the actual Luce, then you poor Mousy, you may be a little in love

    I don’t want to comment further on this, as obviously my interpretation is just my personal one and I can be on the wrong path.
    Wow! That's a pretty feckin' good Psychoanalyticla perspective, Amy! Unfortunately I can't help but think our Mousey friend is ripping the piss!!! LOL!!!

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    Quote Originally Posted by lucy chambers View Post
    We all know what happened to the Brontes, don't we? Hmmmm.
    Yup. Pnemonia wasn't it? Bloody Northern weather! LOL!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Amy Alison View Post
    The strange town with people that have bad teeth = The escorting world
    The ugly and rough landlord = Lucy (herself or as a symbol) personal life commitments
    The beautiful child with a bad cough = Lucy’s (herself or as a symbol) beautiful soul getting sick of that world
    The estate agent with bad teeth = Hope for a better life with full memories of the bad world though …
    Very interesting, especially the 'beautiful soul' thing.

    Quote Originally Posted by Amy Alison View Post
    I think your secret desire is to settle down with a nice woman and in your subconscient mind, Lucy (or women like Lucy) are not making a full potential of themselves living in a dangerous world like this. One on hand, you see yourself as a saviour. On the other hand, your act is not as selfless, seeing you wanted to touch her boobs at the end.
    God, I hope it's not the saviour thing.

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    You must have had a fucking nightmare Mousey.














































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