i had a childrenās book that was a translation into spanish from english. i owned 2 versions of the english and one was pg and the other......was not pg. my spanish version was also not pg. it started out nice enough but then devolved into gay sex torture that had the same vibe as hogtied inc (like that san francisco company). there were pictures going along with the story because sometimes the description wasnt enough. and then at one point i was reading the story on a huge screen AND THEN MY DAD WALKED IN and the photo it was on was of naked guys prostrating themselves on the floor and he was squicked out but i played it off smooth and then he left. i was a little more careful after that.
and then i entered that gay sex torture world........or rather there were 3 ppl. 2 girls and a guy. the 2 girls were trying hard to escape. i was theirĀ āmasterā at one point and i fed one of them an apple slice from my hand sliver by sliver. and then i saidĀ āif you want any more you have to do something for meā but she didnt understand the sexual implications of that.
the lego townhouse we gifted sean and sarah 11+ years ago also made a comeback.........as well as a lot of other legos. i made a wall display of them by attaching the lego nubby boards to the wall and then sticking legos on.
there was a black guy and he was sad and confused but he was told to be happy with legos and the other baby toys offered to prisoners.
AND THEN the 2 girls........they continued trying to escape. apparently they would hide inside a microwave where the tray lifted up and then there was ahiding spot underneath. or they would hide under a vehicle. but then sometimes the vehicles would go for maintenence and then one of the girls would really panic. she wouldnt stop hyperventalatinig and the other one had to calm her down. eventually the prison staff thought they had disappeared but they couldnt find a way out and so they kept hiding in the microwave at night. im not even sure how they survived the day lmao
but they had this dude friend who was perpetually cuffed to a pole. like just his ankle but then he couldnāt run away. there were the cuffs with a chain between them and then the style where the cuffs had a solid piece between them. he wanted toĀ ātrade outā the solid piece for a chain bc the latter offered more movement but then i think they just used the chain cuff on his ankle/the pole and then the solid cuffs for his wrists. and then they had tape they used on his mouth and his forearms. or maybe i imagined that when i was half awake. either way, incredible
and then i dreamed my mom bought roast beef from the walmart deli (but we only have turkey breast lmao)