Obama and I were married. I am white female. We had a very small motor home. He wanted to have sex. I didn’t mind. He was laying on top of me on the floor, but there wasn’t any room, and the doors and windows were all open. We still had our clothes on. The chair was in the way. I told him at least he should shut the door. There was a lot of daylight and I was concerned, not worried, that someone would be watching. I said, but your President, won’t someone care? And I also said, “I remember when we used to do this before you became President.” There wasn’t any awe involved, just a statement, like a married couple would make to each other. Such as “we used to do this when we were kids.” He got up to shut the door. I looked at the bed to see if there was more room than there was on the floor. the bed was very narrow, so I decided to stay on the floor and I pushed the chair around so I could at least stretch out. I determined that though there was a lot of daylight, it would be okay. That’s all. We did not have sex, and I awoke before he returned from closing the door.
From a 57-year old female medical professional in Saudi Arabia, August 19, 2010.
She said the dream left her feeling “Disturbed. I do not like Obama as President. I certainly wouldn’t want to be married to him and confined with him in such a small motorhome even if we weren’t married.”
Has it influenced her view of Obama? “No. But it has made me introspective.”