here on my site and on Literotica as part of their Halloween contest. ::Give me some stars::
The Dream Inspiration
I'm sitting in a public bathroom stall while talking to this girl I've never met. I'm on the seat, and she's crouched by the open door to the stall. We're discussing sex. I'm telling her that my boyfriend is amazing in bed. She excitedly tells me that her boyfriend is too. There's this vague dream sense that there are similarities between our men.We're chatting like old friends when two women walk in and stare at me.
One asks, "Who are you talking to?"
I wave towards the girl by the door and tell her to stand, which she does. Clearly, they can't see her because of the stall door blocking her. They frown and glance at each other.
"There's nobody there."
The girl looks as shocked as I do. The women leave whispering to each other.
The girl and I stare at each other until I ask her, "What's the last thing you remember?"
"I don't remember anything except my boyfriend."
I whisper, "Do you think he killed you?"
She ponders that. "I don't feel mad at him. Wouldn't I be mad at him if he killed me?"
That's the dream that spawned the Halloween story.