Buba and Betty wanted to kill me. I had to kill them, or they would kill me first. We were in a building that looked like my elementary school. We had weapons similar to the ones in Halo, the game.
Now that I remember, I've dreamed several times about this building. My anima gave me instructions about their whereabouts, and what was needed to annihilate them. I was having fun, and I didn't really want to kill them, and they didn't want to kill me.
We went to the roof of the building, we begun dancing.
They couldn't kill me.
In imagery alternated with the dream, I was sticking my penis into Buba's vagina, little by little.
We ended up having lunch all together in table. The instructions to kill me came from Buba's boyfriend, but in the end he liked me and called off the hit. They gave us very little to eat, so we ordered more food. First it was hard boiled eggs in a spinach sauce, and then cheese sticks in a sweet sauce of figs. They looked like french fries [I went to bed hungry].
