Dream Date

It’s funny what writing this blog and stirring up old memories is doing to my brain. I had a dream last night that I was talking to my mother. She was very much alive in my dream.

“I was talking to your roommate”

“Husband”

“Anyway, your roommate said…”

“Husband, mother. He’s my husband. You were at the wedding”

“Oh, yes. It was nice. I really like your roommate…”

I woke up laughing. Wherever you are Mom, my roommate and I say hello.

Published by Locked Doc

Middle aged sub/slave reclaiming his kink and exploring Bdsm with both his husband and his Master. Always locked.

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