We were at an event, almost like a stadium or something.

And I was sitting next to the Bossman.

There were people that we both knew in the room.

His followers and my frenemy were sitting behind us.

I wasn’t paying him any attention.

And then unexpectantly he leaned over and kissed me.

I was so shocked, that I didn’t kiss him back.

But he kept kissing me.

He released me, and we sat there for a few seconds afterward.

I’m still in shock.

“Take your clothes off,” He said to me.

I didn’t respond.

But in my mind, I was like “It’s a room full of people, I’m not taking my clothes off.”

He waited for a few seconds more, and then he stood up.

“C’mon.” He beckoned me with his hand held out to me.

I looked from him to his hand, and then back to him.

“Don’t play with me,” I stated.

“I’m serious, c’mon.” He replied with his hand still held out to me.

I accepted his offered hand and he helped me to my feet.

As we were leaving the room, I placed my hand in his.

We held hands until we were a good way down the hallway.

And then his hand went to my ass.

He had a firm grip.

He spoke to some people as we passed them.

Then he started unzipping my jacket and I helped him.

When we made it outside it was dark and there was a white SUV.

I just knew that it belonged to him.

I was like “Uh Uh…”

“We’re not about to do that.” He reassured me.

In my head, I was thinking that he wanted to fuck in the car.

We walked to a park on the grounds.

And a small caucasian child was playing and he ran up to us.

“What school do you go to?” He asked me.

“I don’t go to school,” I said.

“Oh,” He responded and ran off.

I was looking around and spotted an older couple watching the child.

So I was satisfied that he was okay.

As we continued our stroll, there was a big dip in the ground.

And I tried to hop over it and ended up falling and pulling the Bossman down with me.

We ended up in a compromising position while I was on my knees with him behind me.

And staying true to form, he made a sexual comment about it.

Lol…

END DREAM

MESSAGE

Chile… I got out of bed and went to work writing this dream!

I was lying in bed, and not thinking about anything in particular.

I was getting drowsy and was drifting off to sleep.

“G’money is my husband,” I said aloud.

That pulled me back into reality.

My eyes fully opened, and I got upset.

"Spirits, why do I keep saying this?” I thought.

And then I fell asleep and dreamed this dream.

What I noticed in the dream when we were in the stadium, was that the Bossman had a lot gray in his beard.

And he was even more attractive.

As I sat down to write the dream, what came to me was…

“How did he make you feel, in the dream?”

I felt desired, and protected.

He made me feel like I was a priority, and that with him I had nothing to fear.

In my tarot readings, I always come out as his “Wish fulfillment.”

But oddly enough, it seems that he may be my “Wish fulfillment” also.

The spirits answered my question—"Spirits, why do I keep saying this?”

“G’money is my husband.”—I randomly say this

Because he will be my husband if he chooses my path.

And if he matures emotionally and spiritually.

He’s still an option.

That’s why he keeps coming up in my readings.

Omg…

I get to have all of these wonderful (Dreams) messages about this man.

And then to watch him do the complete opposite…

I feel like I’m being punished.

But…

“Que Sera, Sera.”

"What will be will be.”