Owls and Spiders: August 2015

So, some friends and I took a trip to Leesburg for some strange reason. My brother was there, Hernando was there, and I don't remember the rest, but there was about a dozen of us. When we first got there, we were hanging out on this rooftop, and I looked around at a dazzling and enormous metropolis skyline (obviously it was not Leesburg, that's just what it was called in my dream). I remember telling someone, 'wow, Leesburg sure has been citified as of late'. Then we came down from the rooftop and went out the buildings entrance, across the street to where this indistinct statue stood right by a waterfront, and Hernando lit a joint. I told him to be cool because we were in Virginia, and there were enough of us that I only got to hit one cycle. Then, my friend Joe appeared, sitting next to the statue in a dirty white t-shirt for some reason. We talked for a while, then we all headed for 'The Hotel'. The walk wasn't long, and when we got inside, it was the grandest, most amazing hotel i'd ever beheld. The lighting was soft and warm, reflecting off of dozens and dozens of crystal chandeliers. The carpet was lush, sturdy, high quality hotel carpet made for high traffic. There was marble and wood, gold work and glass, all finely crafted and skillfully constructed to be aesthetically pleasing to the eye. We headed up to the elevators to our rooms, and that's when the Burlesque girls began to appear. That's what the called themselves, but I feel that they were otherworldly creatures specifically designed to produce a sensual, intoxicating, and warming effect on people. Their costumes were tight, but not trashy, nor were they particularly revealing, a bit of cleavage here, a bit of stomach there, perhaps some legs or arms, leaving much to the imagination. They arrived out of nowhere, just a few here and there at first, then slowly increasing in number, offering exotic and delectable candies and chocolates of all sorts, and speaking genuine and warm words of welcome, with hopes that we would enjoy the show later. Then when they were two steps away they would elongate into rays of light based on their skin and the color scheme of their outfits, and disappear. There were piles of candy everywhere in the enormous lobby, circular chocolate things with gold candy bits (kind of like snocaps), chocolate bars, truffles, turtles, candied nuts, peanut butter cups, lollipops of all shapes and sizes, basically anything.
There were 3 elevators to take to get to our floor, but they were fast and pretty and had very high ceilings. My brother and I shared a room, and it was gorgeous. The main space was a semi circle, With lush burnt orange carpet that flowed up the walls and over the furniture, seamlessly fading into whatever material the furniture called for. There were fishtanks in the walls. I do not remember the bedrooms.
Going back down to the lobby you had the option of climbing into this small metal box that would pop out of the ground, and laying on your back in it. Then it would take you through this metal chute like a slide and you would pop up in random various places, only to be guided through another chute until you ended up in the lobby. Needles to say, I chose that method every time.
We went across the street, to another waterfront location (this city reminded me more of Vancouver than anything, but it was definitely a dream construct), and the nymphs (that's what I called them) appeared again, as if by magic. There we at least ten of them for every one person there, and when they were next to you, they moved at a normal speed; casual and subtly sensual touches, cheek kisses, sweet and honeyed words. The sheer numbers of them and the speed at which they switched exchanges created a powerful intoxicating feeling of exhilaration. Nothing overtly sexual, just suggestive and attentive, but it made you feel like you had the keys to the universe. Then they narrowed their scope, and singled us out and asked us to choose them. The one that came to me was a short brunette, Silken hair in a long flowing topknot, wearing a tight, shiny green top with long sleeves and a deep V neckline baring pale bosom. Black leggings, a gold belt and some bits of gold lace here and there. She was talking sweetly, asking me to choose her, face close and looking at me with green eyes framed by an emerald crusted masquerade mask, casual touches seemingly everywhere at once. She moved on me in a acrobatic and erotic way that's impossible to describe, as if there was no gravity, and i was powerless to resist, but also empowered at the same time. There were no sinister undertones, and I chose her. She had a vaguely Russian accent. We went hand in hand back to the lobby, where she released me and disappeared in vanishing rays of light. I found my brother and we walked through the busy street to the amphitheater for the show.
I don't remember much about the show, only that the girls were everywhere (with candy, but I have no idea where they kept it in those outfits), and they basically poured their vibe into everyone present, like warm honey running from a giant jar. That's what was most beautiful and enticing about them was their vibe. It filled up everyone present to the point of intoxication, me so much so that I had trouble walking back to the hotel, stumbling a lot, and not thinking straight. I tried to climb this flimsy plastic wall but luckily got back down before it collapsed.
Back in the lobby, I saw the piles of candy and wanted to bring some back to the room, but I kept spinning and stumbling and dropping them. I could barely stand. I saw my brother, and he seemed to be walking fine, so i asked him to help me, and then the swarm of girls reappeared. They were standing near slots in the walls with their names on them and some numbers, and the one I chose earlier (Natasha?) asked me to get my picture taken with her. One of the other girls appeared with a camera and told Natasha to sit in my lap. We were standing, so I used my legs somehow as a makeshift seat, and she had her arms around me and was complaining to the photographer that I probably wasn't comfortable, but I felt fine. Suddenly, there were dozens and dozens of girls around us, all looking and talking. One of them said this was probably way too overwhelming for me......
and then I opened my eyes and I was in my bedroom.