Mysterious Realities by Robert Moss

Author:Robert Moss
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: New World Library

*Barbara Hannah, Jung, His Life and Work: A Biographical Memoir (Boston: Shambhala, 1991), 344.

Dream Interruptus

How many lives are you living right now? That’s a bear of a question.

“Why aren’t you in bed with me?”

I was shocked to see Amanda getting dressed. I looked at the beautiful slopes of her body, the perfect globes of her breasts. I had longed for her across the years of our separation. I jumped from under the covers and nuzzled her neck, touching the places where she had always been most easily aroused. She moved away, breaking contact in a way that was painful, because I was hard and urgent to be inside her.

“Don’t tell me you don’t remember.” Her luscious red lips tightened into a straight line.

“It was beautiful,” I said uncertainly, trying to remember what was going on earlier. I remembered the thrill of sneaking into this apartment like naughty high-school seniors. The apartment belonged to a friend who was away. I knew that he never locked the windows at the back, so we had left the car down the street, scampered through the garden, and climbed into the guest room at the back. We were now in the master bedroom, because there was plenty of room to romp on that king-size bed.

And we had been romping royally, hadn’t we? I was ready to explode as soon as she took off her blouse, and I knew when I touched her between her legs that she was more than ready for me. Years of age and of absence fell away. She was as beautiful and as sexy as she had been on our first date at the fish restaurant, when she wore a pink dress and swallowed two plates of oysters and said — when we were on the second bottle of bubbly — “I think really good friends should make love together, don’t you?”

I sat back down on the bed, with my face in my hands, trying to remember what had happened to make her so mad at me. We had finished tearing off each other’s clothes — then we were all over each other, on the bed — and I was about to penetrate her — and…

I did not know what happened next, except that we did not have sex. It wasn’t a failed performance. Had I blacked out? We hadn’t been drinking, and I didn’t use any other kind of drugs. Had I fallen asleep? How was that possible, with so much energy raging in me and between us?

I was called away.

It suddenly hit me. One moment I was on the bed with her, hungry for sex after long starvation. The next moment I was somewhere else. Where, why, how?

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