9.30.2004
- I swallowed the small white pill he handed me with a cup of water, then turned and crawled into bed. Yummy sleep lay just moments away, I was sure. After dozing for a few minutes, I heard him call me. "There's something in here!" Curious, I sat up and got out of bed. Only after I was in the front room, in front of the wide open front door, did I realize that I was naked. I shrugged, and looked in the kitchen, where he was pointing. A pile of black and white was moving in disturbing patterns. I finally realized it was a cat when it got up and started moving around again. "oooooo kitty" I mumbled, stumbling into the kitchen to try to catch it. It allowed me to hold him, pick him up, but when it realized I was taking him back to the front door, it gently but firmly slipped out of my arms. I cried out "kitty!", than looked up at him, confused. "I thought you wanted it out?"
He laughed, "You're so cute. No, I just thought it would cheer you up to play with it for a while."
"oh....where did it go?" I retreated to the comfort of my hands and knees, delighting for a moment in the intricate patterns the carpet made as it danced between my hands. I crawled around, ignoring him smiling at me from the still open door. Finally, I spotted it, investigating the bathroom. I crouched down and stretched my hand towards it, but it remembered what I had wanted earlier, and was having none of that. It leaped over me, and ran out the front door. I had lost interest in it, however. The carpeted floor had fallen away from me on both sides. Not steeply, just a nice, comfortable shallow hill...almost like I was sitting on the back of a recliner. I sat still, content to watch the movement of the individual carpet fibers while I kept my balance on my small perch. Suddenly, he was in front of me, grabbing my arms. I looked up, and recoiled in horror. It wasn't him! Wait, it had to be, but he looked so different. Skin darker, more facial hair, reflecting light in odd ways. He half carried me back to the bedroom, where I stopped once again beside the bed. "This isn't the bed" I mumbled, looking around franticly for where the bed was. "Where is my bed?"
I vaguely heard him laugh. "This is the bed, lay down" I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew that this wasn't my bed. I didn't have a chance to ponder it much longer, though, as my body was crawling onto the rocking, wiggling, wildly sloping mattress.
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Suddenly, the lights were out, I was asleep, and he was pushing on me. "You really need to get on your side"
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beep
beep
full bladder
cold legs
dizziness
sleepiness....Let me sleep!
I know for a fact that was a simple sleeping pill...But wow. I can't decide if I liked it or not. I intensely like the fact that he could (and may) have taken complete advantage of my while I slept, and I would wake up completely unaware. I dislike the disorientation of the previous night. I dislike looking at him and thinking, being absolutely sure, that it isn't him. It was all very confusing. Should I do it again?