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Oh, if we're on dreams, get a load of this one. (And one you might appreciate, Jon.)
I was with my wife at some type of banquet event, but it was either at a hidden location or perhaps affected by social distancing in some way. Either way, kind of hush-hush. We left and I *think* tried to go back at some point (or maybe this was an unrelated dream the same night, who the hell knows with these things). She got in, but I got stopped at this big gate (think iron gates outside Camden Yards) by a bunch of young women. One particularly tall woman - not like mortal tall, but like 8ft tall - starts talking to me; seems she remembers me from high school (in this dream I was younger than I am now) and she starts with the "oh, I'm sorry I didn't get to know you better, etc. kind of thing."
Now, I still want to get inside, but she wants to continue talking. So she SITS on me, Fuseli The Nightmare style. Nothing sexual (though I was...trying to stroke her bare legs). Just...sat on me.
The woman? (I shit you not) Stacy Keibler.
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