Author Archives: gnewmann

February 1994 Another glass building which had a courtyard in the middle of it. It was night and snow covered the ground. Me and a few people were there, but I do not know whom they were or why we … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was walking down the street in Italy at night in the snow and I ran into Larry M. He was selling pretzels out of his car which was parked on the sidewalk half in the road. I … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was playing whiffle ball in front of my house with John R. We had just come out of Caryn’s and were mad at each other and decided to take out our frustrations in this fashion. I stood … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was driving to work possibly, near welsh road, and decided to have my car washed. There was a long line, but I was able to pull around to the back of the building and sneak ahead of … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was driving and it was either night, or very early morning. Cork and I were in the car, but when we entered Belmar, John R was in the backseat. I never drove to Belmar so I didn’t … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was at some school with a guy I did not recognize. We were walking by some windows and I was gazing upon the beauty of the surroundings when my eyes happened upon a rabbit cage. I then … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was in my bedroom in Oakland and my sister was home in hers. I called her to my room and within moments I had my cock out and was telling her to blow me. She did so … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was on a bus with Dave G heading out towards where he was currently working on an ad shoot. There was also a couple with a little girl, and another lady. Dave sat up at the front … Continue reading →

February 1994 Bart Simpson and I were riding bike in the same location Debbie dream house was. (This is a callback, or even part of the same dream with Debbie fucking the men, but it did not seem like it, … Continue reading →

February 1994 I ran into Debbie outside a supermarket, quite possibly the market in Passaic by the boys house. We spoke for a moment and she invited me back to her place. It was a small house near a bay. … Continue reading →

February 1994 I was driving into work in a real bad snow storm. (It was really snowing hard) I got there and everyone was pulling out of the lot to park in the street. I decided to park in the … Continue reading →