Grandfather Barkingturtle wrote:
Aripyanfar the Eccentric wrote:
Darnit, I'm being put to bed. Have a fun day all, I'm gong to sleep.
We all know what she's going to dream about.
I dreamt a basket of rambutan (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rambutan)was deliverd to my door. I took off my shoes, put the basket on the floor of the living room, and then I stood in the basket. The rambutan were all sort of resilient and massagy under my feet. Then I jumped up and down on them, and their skins cracked with little sharp reports and the soft flesh inside them smooshed up everywhere.
The little tentacles were rubbery, the skin fragments were slightly sharp and crunchy, and the creamy white flesh was delightfully cold and watery as it squished up between my toes and around my feet. The sweet and sensual fragrance of the fruit was almost overwhelming as it rose in fumes around me.
Finally I got out of the basket, and looked with satisfaction at the complete mess I had made. I scooped out a huge double handful of the sweet, wet, sticky, crunchy mess, and I wiped it all over my chest, where the moisture immediateley made the cloth of my thin white cheesecloth dress semi-translucent.
Then i woke up.
Edited, Oct 18th 2007 9:54am by Aripyanfar