Juniper Massage

1. Key

Paying books, takes a long time, waiting till all has arrived.
Something about a swop. All books are set against only one. I hold that one as important as all the rest together, I can't part of that one book, and all the others are not important. Tama is there. Calculations between the many books and the one don't agree. Doesn't work out. Dark.
So, one other book. Laughing. Paying then.
And my personal quest is outside, through a village and its country side.
There is a key which is hidden. This key has been handed down from generation to generation in this area. I am now locating it, hope to find it.
I walk. There is a slope, grass, a bent in the road, wide. Colourful and light.

2. Tickets for a Massage

Street in a city, there is a new shop, I enter. Something about a massage. The street reminds me of the shopping street and pedestrian area of Diestsestraat. Sunny day and I see this place, door in the middle, windows on left and right, with dark leather seats, a woman to each, and white towels. Clearly this is a kind of wellness centre. I know about the place but I have not been here before. Now I go in.
In fact, I have coupons that I hope to use here, which is why I try my luck. When I enter I am happy not many other people are around. I got two vouchers with me, and two others that come along with it, both orange coloured, but the second set is darker. Small, like stamps, but rectangular. Each coupon is good for a fifteen minute massage. I am looking forward to an hour then.
I wait inside, not to deep in the shop yet. Bale is also there. And Frre, because she knows about the coupons and so on.
At last it is my turn. I have been standing idly the whole time and have seen only the two ladies that work here, and my own friends. But now the employees make clear that they don't have much time and that I also cannot use the second set of coupons, but that means I can still enjoy half an hour. This they cannot refuse. They shook their head first.
I am ready to be handled. I have not only the coupons with me in my hand, but have also a rather big and clumsy office folder with me, such as I use for press documents or Frre has for all kinds of papers. There must be a link with press. I have these with me for a reason, but once the massage starts it makes no sense and I don't have it with me anymore.
Since both ladies are free, it is not clear who will tend to me. The lady who was in the right window when I entered is my favourite, though they are both beautiful. In the meanwhile I have seen deeper in the shop, there are also two men working here, further in the back to the right. And a lady boss, who happens to be dressed as a pirate (this is already late in the dream). Those two men do some special treatment there with a very large water bed kind of thing which I don't see but the info that it is there is communicated to me. I don't go there, I don't want to.
So, eventually I am the one making the choice, and I go for the one I fancy and she is okay with it, and I go sit in her seat, which is still the same and in the same corner at the window. The girl has difficulties starting with me. She asks her colleague for advice a few times. One of the things she wants is Juniper, which might be some kind of oil that she'll be using. There was another kind too, but I can't remember. Anyway, the colleague advises against juniper, but this girl insists. Someone else who came with me to the shop also says no to the use of juniper, because it sticks (?).
Then the girl joins me in the seat and there is less room, and our legs become strangled, and a minute later another girl too sits in front of me, so I share the seat with two beautiful women. And to hold on and sit comfortably, I have to touch the knee of this girl I fancy, which is rather sexy.
The other girl starts saying thing and she sounds like an oracle. It was actually meaningful to me, but I can't remember what she said, only that she talked a lot and repeated herself, and the other girl listened. She oracled something like "messy", meaning that I'm not tidy, it was meaningful in the dream and I think I could actually relate it to real life.
The girl I fancy has her legs bare, and in fact I'm not wearing pants at this point. I slide my hand underneath her leg first, and stay close to my own body, but even that is stimulating, so I decide to put my hand on her knee, which is so soft and smooth and exciting that it almost turns into a wet dream, and I must class it as such, even though I barely spilled, because I could interrupt it. Of course that is where it ends.

3. Running Nose

Fragments.
Wory was there and I said to him: why don't you write a book? This was at a table, he on my left, Keva on my right opposite me. And I did not want Wory in my neighbourhood, so I said something like that to have him back off, but of course he already wrote a book.
Other fragment. I watch myself in the mirror and my nose is running, this is in the bathroom where I live, and I have a cloth to tend myself, but I tend to my lips, my mouth and lips are really big.