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David woke up that morning interrupting a powerful dream. He was disappointed and lay in bed imagining how he wanted it to end. Had the girl in his dream really been Shasta? If he thought falling asleep again would allow him the reality of finishing the dream he would have rolled right over and taken any consequence for being late for work.
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Shasta also awoke interrupting a dream. The dream was so real, and she quickly rose from her bed to shake off the dream. She didnât want to dwell on it in case dwelling on it would keep it in her mind. Despite her quick movements in the shower the fear returned and she saw the faces in the dream. It wasnât just one face but one body and the faces changed through out the dream, and the only face she recognized was Davidâs. She had been scared by the other faces, she was running from them, but then the same being was beside her with Davidâs face. Was it really David?
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David arrived at work and saw Shasta before she saw him. He shook his head as he watched her with new eyes. The images of his dream filled his mind and he again saw Shasta on his lap, and felt the weight of her pushing against him. Shasta checked her message box while his eyes were glued to her as he imagined what she had done next. He almost groaned when he remembered her turning so she was now facing him but still on his lap. In real life he would have reciprocated and either taken her body fully in his hands or questioned what she was doing. But in the dream he did neither. Instead he let her move as she wanted, neither helping nor hindering.
Just like in the dream he was entranced by her now and she wasnât even wearing tight clothes or drawing attention like he was sure she could. He remembered the kiss when she put the pen in her lips thinking of what to write. The kiss was so real he lifted his hands to his lips wanting the pressure to be real. He looked at her viewing her now for other possibilities instead of just as his coworker. In the dream she had kissed him so deeply and started on the buttons on his shirt, even reached down to rub outside his pants. It was just a taste of what being with her would be like, but then she had stood up. He still didnât move as she walked backwards away from him with a look of longing in her eyes.
Shasta was now finishing up her work at the front office and as she had walked away from him in the dream, she now walked towards him in real life. He realized that his pulse had risen in reliving the dream and was feeling his body longing for her, or at least longing for what he imagined her to be. He sighed, indeed it was only a dream.
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She had received a larger pile of mail than usual and almost sighed with relief that work would provide the distraction she needed. She certainly didnât want to sit at home filled with the lonely feelings that waking up from a confusing dream always brought to her. She was lost in thought about the urgent memo from her boss. In her team room sheâd be able to sit and think about the problem, and later in the day with her teammates, come up with a solution. She smiled to herself and had momentarily forgotten the dream when she looked up and saw David standing across the office. Was he watching her or did it just happen that they looked at each other at the same moment?
Her smile vanished as the memories of her dream flashes through her mind clearly. Shasta stopped at a red light in her car, the road in front of her turned into a jungle path and she couldnât drive when the light turned green so she got out and was going to walk home, but a man was behind her. She looked at him and instinctively knew she should run from him. She ran straight ahead, then a different face on the same body was in front of her and she again knew she should run. It was so real, even now that she had to remind herself that it wasnât. David was now walking towards her. She felt she couldnât talk to him for fear it would reinforce the vivid dream in her memory. She pretended she had forgotten something at the table, turned and picked up a form she didnât need and kept walking the other way.
In her dream she had also turned the other way, off the path into the darkness, not seeing but sensing where to go. Knowing there was trees everywhere scared her but she never ran into one. She walked quickly through the jungle, and felt herself pick up her speed, as she walked down the hall thinking only that she couldnât talk to David. She had come to a stream which turned into a river in front of her, she felt fear from being caught by her pursuers. She jumped as a body appeared across the river from her. It was the same body, with Davidâs face this time and she hadnât been afraid, trusting him implicitly as he silently rowed a raft with her on it across the river without a word. He pointed the way to her left and she followed the trail without turning around or thanking him.
One moment she felt safe, the next she felt pursued again and saw the same body with a different face. It was a face that she was sure meant her harm and she was running again. Her pulse was racing in real life now as she chose the stairwell instead of the elevator, taking the steps three at a time. She had followed the path David had pointed out and she saw a light ahead and it was a wooden house with a wide porch that lifted off the ground. After she stood on it and she knew she was safe. She forced herself to stop as she reached for the door that entered her floor. She needed to control herself. It was only a dream.
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David was surprised that Shasta hadnât given her usual casual greeting. Had she sensed his stare? He didnât think so. Why had she turned away? It was probably better since he might do something heâd regret later when the spell of the dream wore off. He checked his mail and consciously picked the same pen she had used, to write his own notes. He received a confusing note from his boss. It would take some thought to know how to handle this new problem. He needed a clear mind for the task and forced his thoughts and body to cool down.
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She had a desk in their large team room. Her desk was covered with family photos but she knew it was different from many other desks because the pictures were obviously her parents and brothers and sisters not her own children and husband. She thought of the moment of feeling of safety that she had felt with David in her dream and thought of the safety she felt with family. It was time for a phone call to Mom and brothers and sister and nephews and nieces again to remind herself of the safety. Thinking of David she turned and wasnât surprised to see that he wasnât at his desk across the room yet. Maybe she could be involved in work before he came in and would be able to put thought of the dream and David aside.
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He walked into their team room quickly scanning it as usual, this time adding another target. He knew where her desk was and was surprised to see her already there standing at her desk getting ready for work. How had she gotten there so quickly? He remembered seeing a picture on her desk once when talking to the coworker at the desk next to hers and assumed it was her family together when she was a child, and that the cute girl in pigtails was her. Maybe he could go over and talk to her now and ask her about the picture. He watched her survey the room and seem grateful for the quiet morning time, and decided against it, he also needed the quiet time.
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Her day was for research except for the regularly scheduled team meeting at 12:30 p.m. She had the morning to do research on her angle of the problem and use her creativity to come up with as many solutions as possible to present at the meeting. The problem was unusual and she was wondering how their clients could afford them.