LOVE TRIANGLE

Bossman, I don’t know why you’re in this dream.

My sister and I met to buy tickets for a movie from this black woman.

I paid for the tickets and she handed them to me.

She asked me for my name to record for her records.

I gave her the name of the movie by accident.

“Bless her heart, she’s so stupid.” My sister stated maliciously and gave the lady my name.

The woman looked wide-eyed and smirked.

I was alarmed at her words and the heat behind them.

“Can I get a refund?” I asked.

“Nope.” She stated with finality and immediately got in her car and drove off.

My sister and I didn’t say anything to each other.

We just got in our respective vehicles and left.

JUMPED SCENES

I was at a school. (I’m always at a school)

I walked into the classroom with the other students.

And the BOSSMAN was there.—He was the instructor

“Hey.” He greeted me and offered his hand to shake.

I ignored it and him and went to my seat.

The BOSSMAN looked confused momentarily, smelled his hand, and then shrugged.

CUT TO

I’m still at the same school but now in a dormitory-like setting.

I think that its the final day and everyone is just hanging out and waiting to be released.

They’re throwing dirty laundry at people and things like that.

There are rows of seats and I’m reclined back in the seat with a blanket over my lap.

Two black guys are seated behind me.

They’re friends and they’re talking about me.

One is darker than the other with a low cut.

The other has a browner-toned skin complexion, and also with a low cut.

Mr. Brown Skin is saying that he likes me, but that I’m not as woke or conspiracy-theorized as I think I am. —Aliens and such, I’m a conspiracy theorist (The Government Is Killing US)

Mr. Brown Skin reached under the blanket and lightly fingered my clit.—Chile…

He then slowly licked his finger.

(I’ll keep what he said to myself)

“Oh, there’s not much conversation going on?” Inquired Mr. Dark Skin.

Mr. Brown Skin was discussing a date that we had been on. —I don’t remember being on a date with him

“Y’all know that I can hear y’all, right?” I turned to look over my shoulder at Mr. Dark Skin.

Mr . Dark Skin reached under the blanket and did the same thing before licking his finger.

They took turns doing this a few times while they talked.

I was attracted to and liked both of them.

I was definitely turned on and loved what they were doing to me.

But, I felt like I was doing something wrong by continuing to let Mr. Dark Skin taste “my essence.”

I felt like Mr. Brown Skin had access to me first and so my loyalty was to him.

When Mr. Dark Skin touched me again, I pushed his hand away.

CUT TO

We were still in the dormitory with the other students.

But the chairs were gone and we were all either sitting or lying on the floor.

I was lying on the floor with the two guys.

Mr. Brown Skin had fallen asleep with me in his arms.

And Mr. Dark Skin was positioned behind me holding me also.

He moved his arm upwards to cradle me closer, and his arm connected with Mr. Brown Skin’s.

Mr. Brown Skin woke up and pushed his arm off of his.

Mr. Dark Skin wasn’t offended at all.

He just moved his arm lower to hold me still.

A collective “Aw…” went up around the room.

And after some time, I got up to put my shorts back on.

“I don’t know why you’re putting your clothes on, everyone knows.” Said Mr. Brown Skin.

He and Mr. Dark Skin had followed me to a table with clothing strewn about on it.

I found my shorts and was in the process of putting them back on when an announcement was made.

All of the students quickly scrambled to leave the premises.

It was just us three left.

We were still just hanging around when I looked outside and noticed a black SUV parked.

I went to the back room to pack and there was a baby on the floor.

I picked her up and took her into the room with me.

Mr. Brown Skin came into the room with us to help get our things.

When there was a knock at the door.

I knew that whoever was outside, should be kept outside.

We could hear Mr. Dark Skin talking to the person.

And Mr. Brown Skin left to go see who it was.

When he came back into the room, there was a tall, lanky, dude with dreadlocks who followed him back into the room with us.

“We can do them both.” He said from the door before inviting himself into the room.

“That’s a baby,” I stated.

He and Mr. Brown Skin sat down on the bed and MR. Brown Skin looked at me.

“I got this.” I mouthed the words to him.

As I was mentally searching for my bag with my gun in it.

He nodded at me.

I was trying to decide if I should immediately shoot him when I located the gun or just pull the gun on him.

And then I woke up.

THE MESSAGE:

Chile… I’m gonna shoot the shit outta him!

Something was wrong with that man.

I could tell just by looking at him, that something was wrong upstairs!

The energy was so off about him.

This man is a stalker and has been or will be watching me.

In his head, he’s a secret admirer.—Nicca no!

I don’t know what happened to Mr. Dark Skin after he let the dude in.

But he never came into the room and I didn’t hear him talking or moving around.

I don’t know why the BOSSMAN was in the dream or his role.

I have to think about this dream a little bit more.

It’s a message because it’s a recurring dream.

And the message is coming out in the cards.

LOVE TRIANGLE

RASTAFARIAN

FINGERING AND LICKING

My light shines bright.

It’s a spotlight to these men.

And they are coming in.

Seems like the Aries and these two are going to accept my “cup of love.”