I'm back at my childhood boarding school in a small toilet room.
As I take the toilet paper to use my hand catches a pile of hairs which also go into my bum. Ughh!
I try to get the hairs out. Then a man with a shaved head and goatee walks through the toilet wall asking if I've seen his hair.
I say no because I don't want him to know his hair accidentally got into my bum. Then I watch him leave through the wall again and I can't believe this magic to walk through a wall.
Note:
The man was very friendly looking and the only discomfort I experienced was trying to get the hairs out of my bum.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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