Ever had a dream that predicted what you were into later in life or a sexual want, even if it wasn't sexual in nature?
Mine was in 7th grade, had a dream about my school librarian. I didn't even know exactly who she was during my dream, but knew I recognized her as a school staff member. I don't remember many details of the events and setting of the dream. Mostly remembered the parts with her.
Anyways me and her are with two other students who weren't really my friends. I guess the setting was maybe a musuem with not many people in it, and we were a little group out of the class. It wasn't the school so maybe it was a field trip or something like that. So I think she's sitting on my lap, and then suddenly we're having anal sex. No build up at all. The other students at least acknowledged it from what I remember, might have watched. It was in a small little room. We're just sitting like thay in a corner, our pants are off and we're doing it. I didn't masturbate at the time so had no idea how it might feel, but I remember it feeling good in my dream.
Well that part ended and the dream went on. The only thing after this I remember was me desperately trying to get her to have sex with me again. We found a more private place (for some reason it looked like the bathroom of the apartment my family was in at the time.) Just when we're about to do it, the dream ends.
A few months later, I start reading more and going to the school library more. I definitely am attracted to her in real life by then. 10th grade comes and I realize it is evej stronger. There are a few times where I would feel like she was showing attraction to me, but I believe now it wasn't the case because I learnes she's married. I believe around 10th grade I remembered it was her in that dream. To this day I still have many fantasies with her after graduating. Even if she wasn't married, if the oppurtunity arrived to do anything with her I (probably) wouldn't. I just respect her a lot.
Super long side-note:
In 11th grade some of my peers and I were chosen to move up in the national history day competition. Basically a science fair but about historical research. The librarian was in charge of stuff regarding it at our school, so we stayed after school alot from february to march.
Valentines day was the first day we worked on our projects after school. I was still there after everyone left for some reason with her. I wish stuff would have gone farther, especially with what day it was. Other than some nice peeks down her shirt earlier, we talked while she struggled with changimg into her snow boots. I loved her feet. This was months before I realized my foot fetish. I'm sad I couldn't appreciate them more back then. So it was a prediction of that I guess.
I didn't get to talk to her much the next year (my final year) with the library being in part of the school under construction. We had two buildings in my last few years, and I wasn't sure where to go for books in the other building. She also got a different position in the school so it's not like I would see her anyways.
After thinking about her today, I kind of wanna log onto my old highschool email and shoot her a messags. I guess outside of my attraction I still have, I might have some platonic kind of love? I should just ask how she is. Last I saw her was september picking up school supplies for my younger siblings now going to the school.