Hey guys. I've dated a girl monday and we've kinda hit it off.
First off, we've had enormous kino and great rapport : playing with fingers, hugging, neck biting ( she bit me ) but no kiss ( kinda weird, since she DID gave me the "eye-to-lips gaze" twice ). She even proposed future plans together ( cooking, movies )
Since then, we've been texting back and forth and I think i might have screwed it up big time. ( Note : this is still at the "I think" stage )
this happened today. I told her that i've had a dream about her :
Me: i dreamed about you last night
Her: oh, goooood
Her: aaaand?
Me: it's dirty
Me: we were in the woods and it was day
Me: and it started to rain and there was mud everywhere
Her: yeeees
Me: and we were soaking wet
Me: and at one point you trip and you fall in the mud
Me: and when you fell, you pulled me down too
Me: and we started to mud-wrestle
Me: playfully
Her:

)))
Me: maaan, it was dirty
Her: is that all that happened?
Me: nope
Me: after a few min i pinned you down in the mud
Me: after that i pulled you up and pinned you against a tree....not too hard
Me: and i was touching you below the ribs
Me: under your shirt
Her:

Me: which was kinda large now, since we pulled our clothes and stuff
Her:

Me: what?
Her: go on
Me: you had another shirt on, so chill
Me: after that it started raining harder and we took our shirts off and put them on our heads
Me : and we made out passionately and you bit me
Me: and after that i woke up
Her:

))
Her: goshhhhhhh
After she signed out of IM, i texed her a bit :
Me : Oh and do have horny dreams tonight

. And tomorrow, if you don't feel better, think about me. that'll make you smile and feel good.
Her :

))))) you too! good night and good luck tomorrow...on second thought, you better not dream

))
Me: And why should I not be dreaming? You make me feel like a pudgy, naked, winged child has shot an arrow into my chest. and thanks for the good luck, i'll wake up very early in the morning.
Her : oh goooooooood, noo noo, think you dreamed that too. it's bad, you don't discern reality from dream. oo, nasty, you'll have less time to dream

)
Me: I think the pudgy, naked, winged child message didn't came out well. Don't get me wrong, i don't love you...at least not now. you just make me smile and make me feel good.
So, the million dollar question is : did i messed it up or not?