Ivory Boys Shoes

Ok, the dream is like two separate parts. Sorry it's so long.
Part 1: Me and my friend Jacob are standing on top of this old Egyptian type palace dressed in Pharaoh and princess garb. He was telling me how it could all be mine if I just except his advances and stop teasing him with my revealing clothing and become his queen ( *shiver* ). Denied to be touch by another man for the rest of my life. I shock my head and ran away from him. Leaving him there with a look on his face that was a mixture of disappointment and pain. On the other side people were still building the palace and a small child was wondering around looking lost. I went to the child and kneeled down to his height and began talking to him. Asking him where his mother or siblings were. The boy had the exact same hair color as me because it looked coppery in the sunlight, the same ivory skin tone as me also and beautiful big dark chocolate colored eyes. He just smiles at me saying something in French ( I'm French on my mothers side. But, I don't speak the language. ) then ran away to somewhere. I began walking around until I came upon my brother playing football with some boys from our high school. I ran to them when one of the boys got hurt and the boy turned out to be an older version ( he is fifteen now and he looked eighteen in the dream ) of my crush Ryan. I asked if he was ok and he replied with a quick and short "Yeah.". The the scene switched to me and my friend Emily running in a coliseum with her yelling at me to tell my crush I like him even though I keep telling her I think the crush is fading quickly. She yells "You like Ryan!" and the boys were spectators and Ryan had a shocked look on his face. And, that's how the part ended.
Part 2: I was standing in front of a floor length mirror in a large and unfamiliar room putting on a dress that looks like a mades out fit but with a very short skirt. I looked to be about eighteen. A bell ran causing me to run into the hall where an old and proper looking women with graying hair stood with an impatient look on her face and slapping her hand fan made out of what looked like silk into her palm repeatedly. I gave a little curtsy and waited for her to give me my instructions of the day. She spoke saying "My son is having a party this evening so I want you and every other person on our staff to be on their best behavior. So, go down stair and help the other girls get everything set for the party." with a stern look upon her face. I went down the spiral staircase that had gold painted railing and at the bottom stood a man about five year older then me making him twenty-three. He had long dark brown hair that reached the top of his shoulders and dark chocolate colored eyes. He wore a full black suit but instead of the regular Italian leather shoes you see go with it he has on full black high top Converse. When, I reached the bottom of the steps he grabs the top of my arm and pulls me toward him. He whispers something in my ear and gives my earlobe a quick nip. He drags me to a bedroom. When, we enter the little boy and two girls a little older then him are sitting on the bed. One has the same hair and skin color as him but gray-blue eyes ( which is the eye color I have ) while the other has long dark brown messy curls and dark chocolate colored eyes. The children get up and leave the room but I hug the little boy before he exits and tell him to find me before he leaves. The man closes the door and locks it before shoving me down on the bed and kissing me aggressively. He pulls the skirt of my dress up and then starts biting and sucking on my thighs as I try to unbutton his suit jacket and dress shirt. Then, it switches to both of us unclothed with him on top of me and my nails racking down his back with servants knocking on the door every ten minutes saying his mother wishes to speak with him but he just keeps telling them to leave him because he has move important matters to tend to. After we were done having our...uh.."fun" we were just laying in the bed with me on top of him with him rubbing circles on my back like people did when I was a child to get me to relax and fall asleep. He said "I wish we didn't have to hide this, Katherine." with a southern twang a little thicker then my own making me think he was from Tennessee or something considering I live a state or two above it. "I know but your mother would probably hire someone to kill me if she knows I am the one who deflowered her baby boy." is what I replied as I kissed his neck. He got up from the bed and went to the wardrobe and pulled something out and came back to the bed handing it to me. It was a dress that looked exactly like the one I was going to wear to my freshman homecoming dance but decided to skip and a mask like the one on the cover of Masquerade by Melissa De La Cruz. I looked at him with confusion on my face and he just kissed me and said "Come to the ball with me tonight. It is a masquerade and even if they cannot see y

You weren't kidding that it was long. What I see here is that you have been looking things up or watching tv programs about the pyramids and the roman coliseum. The man that promised you everything and you ran off from is a future wealthy person that you may deny in the future thus missing the opportunity to be loved and wealthy. The little boy (first) that you kneeled and talked with could have been a future glimpse of your son or a child you will meet. The old woman is your conscience telling you to mind your etiquette and you will be welcome to up and coming events. The man in bed with you will be a wealthy athlete..a short term relationship. The masquerade invite means that you tend to hide things.

This is all I get from your dream. Hope it helps.

2010-03-14 10:21:33 by Katt Styx

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Ok, the dream is like two separate parts. Sorry it's so long.
Part 1: Me and my friend Jacob are standing on top of this old Egyptian type palace dressed in Pharaoh and princess garb. He was telling me how it could all be mine if I just except his advances and stop teasing him with my revealing clothing and become his queen ( *shiver* ). Denied to be touch by another man for the rest of my life. I shock my head and ran away from him. Leaving him there with a look on his face that was a mixture of disappointment and pain. On the other side people were still building the palace and a small child was wondering around looking lost. I went to the child and kneeled down to his height and began talking to him. Asking him where his mother or siblings were. The boy had the exact same hair color as me because it looked coppery in the sunlight, the same ivory skin tone as me also and beautiful big dark chocolate colored eyes. He just smiles at me saying something in French ( I'm French on my mothers side. But, I don't speak the language. ) then ran away to somewhere. I began walking around until I came upon my brother playing football with some boys from our high school. I ran to them when one of the boys got hurt and the boy turned out to be an older version ( he is fifteen now and he looked eighteen in the dream ) of my crush Ryan. I asked if he was ok and he replied with a quick and short "Yeah.". The the scene switched to me and my friend Emily running in a coliseum with her yelling at me to tell my crush I like him even though I keep telling her I think the crush is fading quickly. She yells "You like Ryan!" and the boys were spectators and Ryan had a shocked look on his face. And, that's how the part ended.
Part 2: I was standing in front of a floor length mirror in a large and unfamiliar room putting on a dress that looks like a maids out fit but with a very short skirt. I looked to be about eighteen. A bell ran causing me to run into the hall where an old and proper looking women with graying hair stood with an impatient look on her face and slapping her hand fan made out of what looked like silk into her palm repeatedly. I gave a little curtsy and waited for her to give me my instructions of the day. She spoke saying "My son is having a party this evening so I want you and every other person on our staff to be on their best behavior. So, go down stair and help the other girls get everything set for the party." with a stern look upon her face. I went down the spiral staircase that had gold painted railing and at the bottom stood a man about five year older then me making him twenty-three. He had long dark brown hair that reached the top of his shoulders and dark chocolate colored eyes. He wore a full black suit but instead of the regular Italian leather shoes you see go with it he has on full black high top Converse. When, I reached the bottom of the steps he grabs the top of my arm and pulls me toward him. He whispers something in my ear and gives my earlobe a quick nip. He drags me to a bedroom. When, we enter the little boy and two girls a little older then him are sitting on the bed. One has the same hair and skin color as him but gray-blue eyes ( which is the eye color I have ) while the other has long dark brown messy curls and dark chocolate colored eyes. The children get up and leave the room but I hug the little boy before he exits and tell him to find me before he leaves. The man closes the door and locks it before shoving me down on the bed and kissing me aggressively. He pulls the skirt of my dress up and then starts biting and sucking on my thighs as I try to unbutton his suit jacket and dress shirt. Then, it switches to both of us unclothed with him on top of me and my nails racking down his back with servants knocking on the door every ten minutes saying his mother wishes to speak with him but he just keeps telling them to leave him because he has move important matters to tend to. After we were done having our...uh.."fun" we were just laying in the bed with me on top of him with him rubbing circles on my back like people did when I was a child to get me to relax and fall asleep. He said "I wish we didn't have to hide this, Katherine." with a southern twang a little thicker then my own making me think he was from Tennessee or something considering I live a state or two above it. "I know but your mother would probably hire someone to kill me if she knows I am the one who deflowered her baby boy." is what I replied as I kissed his neck. He got up from the bed and went to the wardrobe and pulled something out and came back to the bed handing it to me. It was a dress that looked exactly like the one I was going to wear to my freshman homecoming dance but decided to skip and a mask like the one on the cover of Masquerade by Melissa De La Cruz. I looked at him with confusion on my face and he just kissed me and said "Come to the ball with me tonight. It is a masquerade and even if they cannot see yo

Sounds like a fun time was had by two. However relationships as much as we think they are only between two people involve our families too. If you circumvent their approval you risk running into all sorts of issues and problems that are stated or inferred. The issues include pregnancy, disease, and whether there is more than the lust for fun there. Lots of luck. Do the right thing and the Creator will approve and your dreams will show that.

2010-03-14 10:26:49 by Katt Styx

Elegant and Trendy - Comfortable and stylish
Adorned with a clear rhinestone beads
Keeps your gown off the floor

If yes what can he wear them with?

http://www.overstock.com/Clothing-Shoes/ Onitsuka-Tiger-by-Asics-Snowtopia-8482-I vory-Water-Boots/4059431/product.html

yes you can ude look cute with em on sweety

you can wear it with this here

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2009-11-14 12:21:18 by Jamie

Price: $48.00 $33.99

Manmade sole
Lightweight, flexible outsole
Synthetic

Here are mine (you probably won't like the girls name; that's why I hardly meantion it on here)

Twin 1-A girl named Bronwyn Elizabeth, I call her Wynnie: she has sparkling Emerald eyes; ivory skin; a dusting of freckles across her nose; pink lips and a bright smile. Her brunette curls rest on her shoulders. She plays in the garden with her friends and she's wearing a floaty yellow summer dress with flowers embroided at the hem. She comes back in the house with her white shoes covered in dirt; I should've known better as to let her out in them.

Twin 2- A boy named Kellan Patrick. He has short brown curls; sapphire blue eyes; freckles dusted across his nose and ivory skin like his sister; he has a mischevious grin. I dress him in dungarees/overalls, pastel green and blue t-shirts and white and blue trainers/sneakers. He laughs and runs around the garden playing with his friends, all the while making sure Bronwyn is okay. He follows his sister into the house and I laugh as I see him covered in mud from the vegetable patch.

Imagine you have twins and then describe them.

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@ Noelle, is it such a bad thing to DREAM?

Jude August - He takes after his father: large chocolate brown eyes, straight dirty blond hair and a mischievous grin. He's a little troublemaker but a sweet boy who takes care of his twin sister. He laughs all the time and he enjoys playing sports with his friends. His favorite is baseball. At school, he will be interested in Physics and Maths.

Eden Juliet - Eden is more like me with her large grey eyes, long, wavy, light brown hair and freckles across her nose. She loves being in the centre of attention, she dances, sings and smiles all the time. She does ballet and loves playing (sports too) with her brother. At school, Eden will be interested in Biology and History.

2010-01-24 11:20:38 by alιѕнa

**I wrote this awhile ago, please let me know what you think!! ^_^**

The beginning of fall was near, the crisp air turning my cheeks a faint shade of pink. But beneath the well put together façade and the flush that tinted my flawless skin was an empty shell a girl, whose heart was broken and soul still without a purpose.

So while I trudged towards Penbrooke Academy, my navy pleated skirt fluttering about in the wind, I wondered if I would ever find the thing to make me complete. Even if I could, could I keep a hold of it? What would my shattered and re-pieced together heart do if it was taken away?

It was the first day of my last year, and I couldn't help the little piece of me that was a bit hopeful. That maybe this year could be different, maybe this year I would fall in love or make a best friend. Get spotless grades or not eat lunch alone in the school's vast library. I neatly tucked my white, crisp shirt into my skirt and straightened the red tie hanging limply from my neck. It was chilly, but not chilly enough that I had worn my blazer. The cold touched my fragile skin a bit too familiarly though, and I pulled the cuffs of my shirt down farther, buttoning them with shaky fingers.

As I approached the sprawling building and stopped at the intimidating spiked gates my heart dropped, and I gripped my leather satchel so tightly my skin stretched white over my tensed knuckles. The ends of my short hair blew with the wind, gently caressing the nape of my neck. With a deep breath, and the promise to myself that everything would work out, I swung open the gate, my stocking feet slipping quietly and lithely across the cement. I held my shoes out with three fingers, balancing them with my satchel and using my other hand open the library door.

The library wasn't connected to the school; instead the building was a grand presence, with glass walls and natural sunlight filtering in and onto aged paperbacks. Its ebony floors and ivory walls contrasted nicely with various watercolors hung strategically around the rooms, it was simple and elegant, with a few reading tables and some mosaic lamps. I padded across the floors, feet still making hardly a sound, and ran my fingers along the shelves, attempting to locate my latest fascination. Poetry, haiku's to be precise, and thousands of them, all in one leather bound collection.

The librarian didn't even notice my presence as I slipped by; I was like an entity in this place. A quiet ghost who happened to reside along them, only making her presence known should the occasion explicitly require so. I came to my shelf, and my fingers hit a hole in the collections. I glanced at it in despair, realizing my haiku's were missing. I sighed, and sullenly made my way over to the other sections of poetry, hidden deeper inside the building, away from the warm sunlight that touched my pale skin in light patches. The room I entered was startlingly dark for the library, dark enough to require the dim light that flickered between brightness in the corner. Wait, light? There was someone else here? I peeked up through my lashes, catching the dark eyes of a stranger.

But this was no stranger; I'd seen this boy before. His angular jaw and symmetrical lips, and those eyes, those dark eyes that seemed to sift through your very soul, I remember them. They were very clearly something one would not forget.

"Adoette?" The voice came as a husky whisper. I stepped forward, setting my shoes on the ground and slipping my feet into them. I glided towards him, analyzing everything from the featherlike black hair on his head to the way his neck gracefully poked out from his collared shirt. A single silver chain hung from his neck, disappearing into his buttoned uniform.

"Yes." I finally responded breathily, unable to remove my eyes from his. He gripped the arms of the chair, pulling his lanky form to full height. He extended well beyond me, I felt like a doll next to him, fragile and small.

He shook his head, lips curling into a faint smile. "You don't recognize me, do you?" He set a thick volume on the table beside him; I recognized it as the haikus, which somehow, in the presence of this very classically handsome boy, seemed all too irrelevant. Particularly with the way the shadows of the pitch dark room flickered across his sharp and perfect jaw. I shook my head, pursing my naturally cherry lips my dark hair settling about my face. He pushed his black frames up the bridge of his nose, pausing for a moment before answering. "I'm Jack's son, I was to meet you yesterday before school was in session but my plane was delayed."

I like this- really descriptive and believable. i also really like the girl's name, Adoette. i've never heard that before.

I would like to read more of this! Why was he looking for her?!

2010-05-11 15:18:22 by Cherry