Weird dreams

I don't normally post stuff like this, but have had a couple of very strange dreams, lately. Don't normally remember them, either, but these have stuck in my mind.

In the first one, last Monday night,

I came home from work, opened the door to a three story house (i live in a one story, non-descript bungalow), and found that my furniture had been trashed, books and belongings strewn all over the floor. The odd thing about it was that all the "good" stuff had been trashed, but some of the crappy Kmart stuff was still intact.

Standing in the middle of the room was a female, youngish, about 19 or 20. She was wearing a t-shirt, but nothing else. Somewhat confused and bemused, i say "Who are you?" "What are you doing here?". She smiled, then came near, rubbing her mons sensuously against my thigh, then put her hand underneath my crotch from behind, began fondling my .. errm. ( and yer, yer, in the dream, there was a reaction).

At that point i heard male voices from upstairs. This is getting ridiculous, think i, pushed her away, went upstairs. Half a dozen young males were sitting around on two dilapidated couches, drinking cans of Jack Daniels. They'd made a small fire in one of my frying-pans, with chips and kindling from one of my chairs. By this stage was getting angry. "What the fuck are you doing here?" say i. "We live here," they reply. "Well fuck off. This is MY fucking house.How did you get in?".

"Errm," said one, "the agent told us that he hadn't seen you for six months, so he re-let the house. We live here now". "Fuck off!!" i shout.
At that they began to laugh, and throw empty cans at me. One hit me on the head ..

At that point I woke up, sweating. (and nah, was sober) Got out of bed, turned on all the lights, checked through the house .. nothing had changed, all was intact. Bit disturbing though.

The second dream, last Thursday night.

Was at a beach. A long, curving, empty beach, no-one else in sight, cloudless blue sky, sun shining and warm. A slight offshore breeze kept the wavelets to small sussurations on the sand.

I took off all my clothes and, naked, lay on my back, arms outstretched; submerged up to my chin in the warm water. It was so beautiful, relaxing, began to doze off. At that point i sensed, rather than saw, some creatures come in from the deep, but wasn't afraid. They surrounded me, and i felt them licking my arms and legs. ( i describe them as sort of a cross between a Dodo and a sea-slug. Dodo beaks, sea-slug bodies.)

I felt their tongues on my arms, on my legs, a warm, gentle feeling .. then, it began to dawn on me that something was wrong. Their saliva was melting my flesh. My hands, forearms, feet and lower legs had gone, I felt immobilised, couldn't stand up. I began to call out .. help, hellp, helllpppp!, but my voice was small, frail, weak, plaintive. I tried and tried to call out, louder, knowing that even if I could shout - there would be no-one to hear. Then, made a massive effort to move and ......

then found myself sitting up in bed with a sore throat.

Have no idea whether i really DID call out in my sleep. Wouldn't have made much difference if I did, there's no-one else here .. except the cat.

Dreams? Nah, more like nightmares.