Dream #1: The many phones

Dream: I am abroad with my little sister Kaila and my little brother Dillon. We go to the market to look at wireless phones. We stop at a store. I see a clock like painting - it is on a round block of wood - there is a little red elephant in one corner of the wood, and on top of the elephant there is a round clear glass about 10 inches in diameter. We see other phones. I don't like any of them.

We go to two other stores. We see tiny phones like insects. I say they are interesting; there is an empty one and I tell my sister to check that one, to put the wire in. It requires 4 pencil batteries; I tell my sister that if we had the batteries, we could have tried this one. My sister picks up another one that we can check out. My brother looks at the store owner and says we only test phones. The owner then says something into the microphone/recording; I want to say something into the recording too.

We walk out, I have banknotes rolled up in the palm of my right hand and my Lord Krishna money clip. I see that Lord Krishna's leg on the money clip is broken and missing. I tell my sister that it is missing. As we walk I see the broken piece on the side of the road, I pick it up. I am amazed and feel lucky to have found it.

We keep walking and there is a red light. My brother crosses the road/pedestrian crossing. Just as my sister and I are about to cross, the light turns green and cars start driving, so we turn around and run to the sidewalk. I see on my left a big brown bus turning right.

Dream #2: Killing

Dream: I was preparing to kill with two kinds of blades: a half-razor put in a nail clipper and another in a small sharp knife. When I met the gangster, he looked familiar, but I don't remember.

I was afraid he would know my intentions (I feel like I need to find out and protect some secret things), so I pretend to flirt. I kiss and touch him to make him think I am not a danger to him. I become intimate with him to delay his intentions. At first I was going to kill him because I was afraid he would know my intentions, but he didn't. So I didn't kill him. So I didn't kill him.

We go into another room and continue to get more intimate, I hand out his cum, as I know he will be weak after this. I can quickly get it out of him.