My Dream About François Sagat

Okay Doug, eat your heart out. Last night I had a dream about François Sagat. I don't know why, I wasn't even thinking about him when I went to bed. But I just tend to have Pleasant Dreams, what can I say?

So, I was in a large shopping mall that is about 45 minutes from my house and in it there is a dance club for kids where they can play their own music. I stuck my head in there just to see what was going on, and who do I see, but none other than Francois, wearing white head to toe with a white mask. He was in the process of putting on is own music cd to dance to. The kids were pretty much ignoring him as they didn't recognize him. Why would they, hetero kids don't watch much gay porn, do they?

But, I sneaked in and sat on the bench surrounding the dance area to watch. His music started and he proceeded to dance to it.



The kids realized that he was a pro and they watched too. When he was finished he had worked up quite a sweat, which I could clearly see when he removed his mask. He retrieved the cd and came back to the bench where I was sitting for his stuff. I was totally shy and backed off. Then I was thinking, how can be so shy, I should introduce myself and offer to buy him a cold drink. So that is what I did.

He was so surprised and looked at me closely and seemed to recognize me from my blog. He said "Oh no, let's have tea instead." Then he paused and said "Better yet, let's meet at my hotel tomorrow and have dinner."

I replied "That sounds great!"

He said "I'll call you tomorrow around this time and have a car pick you up here."

I gave him my cellphone number thinking that this wasn't really close to my house, but that that was okay. He left and I was on the moon, I was so elated. But, I had to meet my mom in the State Park. So, off I went to do that.

Later I was standing in the pristine and beautiful State Park and my mom shows up. She is bitching because she managed to sneak in without paying and if she doesn't leave before sunset, the ranger will charge her and she will have to pay. So, we have to hurry our asses out of there so she can be cheap and not have to pay. She was not excited about my news at all. Then she told my hair was too short. But we made it out of the park on time for her not to pay.

Oh well, every pleasant dream has a rain cloud.

I was at the mall around the same time the next day and I got the call on my cellphone, Sagat's car picked me up and I was taken to his hotel. He met me in the lavish restaurant where he was wearing a beautiful black shirt and jeans and was the perfect host. Soft spoken and polite he had perfect manners. We enjoyed our dinner very much and had lively conversation. I woke up from the dream before it was time to go, so I don't know how it ended. Sigh.