vogelein

Dream of: 17 November 2013 (2) "Thralldom"
My mother and I are in the waiting room of a hospital. Apparently I'm going to be examined. I'm not completely sure why I'm here, but I'm thinking I would like to find a whitener for my teeth which are in really good shape. I can see myself in mirror. I look young and healthy, but if my teeth were whiter, I would really look good. I wonder what would happen if I were to put bleach straight onto my teeth. I think I'll check that out on the internet.
When a nurse walks up to me, I try to think of what I'm going to tell her. I think I'll say that I have a multitude of problems although I can't think of any maladies which I have at the moment. It seems as if I've had a bit of a cough lately. The nurse tells me to go into an adjoining waiting room, which I do. I wait and wait and wait, but the nurse never shows up again. Finally I stand up and walk out. Now I can't find my mother. I don't think she would have left without me, but nevertheless I walk outside.
I see that I'm in Portsmouth in the Bonneyfiddle area on the west end of town. Since I think my mother has a house on 7th Street on the east end of town, I start walking in that direction. When I reach 5th Street just east of Offnere Street, I come across an area of town which I've never seen before. For about a block, all the buildings look like ornate old two or three-story office buildings that might have been built at the beginning of the 1900s. I'm surprised that I've never seen these buildings before since I know Portsmouth so well. All the buildings have artistically elegant facades, and all seem to be empty except for one on the corner which appears to be some kind of antique store. Stepping back, I can see that this antique store is part of a larger building, most of which appears to be run-down and empty. I reflect how I could open an office in one part of this building. Maybe I could buy that part of the building and gradually I could obtain the whole building and completely renovate it. I look across the street and think how I might even buy one of those office buildings. Eventually I could own and renovate all the office buildings on the block.
I step inside the antique store, walk around and admire the beautiful woodwork. I definitely would like to have an office in this building. I walk through the building and into a courtyard area in the rear. I walk through a door at the end of the courtyard and end up in a bizarre labyrinthine area where many people are circulating around. I soon loose myself in the myriad rooms and passageways and I ask several different people how to return to the street. They guide me one way, then another through different doors until I finally realize that there is definitely something frighteningly odd about this whole set-up and I begin to feel that I may never be able to escape.
I finally walk down some stairs into a dark foreboding cellar which appears to be a store-room filled with antique furniture and rows of hardback chairs. A couple dark-bodied men are in the front row of the chairs. Probably in their late 20s, they are shirtless and muscular. I realize they must be engaged in sex. They jump up and quickly pull up and buckle their pants. They don't seem happy that I've stumbled into this room. Its too late to act as if I haven't seen anything, so I keep walking through the room. I'm starting to become a bit apprehensive and I worry that the men might attack me or try to imprison me down here. When the larger of the two men tries to lead me down to an even lower cellar region, I have the feeling that the two men are going to try to imprison me in a dungeon. Frightened of what awaits me, I break away and run up some stairs. I run from bizarre room to bizarre room until I finally begin to suspect that this whole place has something to do with sex - like some kind of sex thralldom - but I can't quite figure it out.
I encounter one muscular fellow who asks me my sexual orientation. I try to think of the proper term and finally blurt out, "Straight."
I walk into another room where I encounter a rather attractive blonde woman (around 30 years old) lying on her stomach. She wants to have sex with me. I think I could have sex wither her right here right now if I wanted, but other people are walking around the room and I don't want to have sex with her here and now. I'm beginning to think, however, that I have to attach myself to someone here, and that I will have to remain attached to that person for a certain amount of time. This blonde would certainly be better than anyone else I've seen. She's the first woman whom I've encountered, but I think if one woman is here, there must be others. If I have to stay here, I would rather look around for another woman. At the moment, however, I don't really want to be attached to anyone, so I continue walking.
I meet an older man (around 60 years old). He also wants to attach himself to me. I think at least he would probably protect me in here, but I don't want to be with him either. He says something about "being in here for nine years" if I stay with him. That doesn't sound good - I surely don't want to stay in here for nine years. I break away from him and continue searching for a way out and avoiding anyone attaching themselves to me. I walk through several inner courtyards and continue asking people how to leave, but I'm beginning to despair of ever finding my way out.