the nude waitress

I had a dream we were on
a date, and you threw your
water right in my face! I didn't
do anything! We were talking about

boundaries, and you had your hand
down the front of my pants playing
with my pubic hair. I agreed. Then
you said I mustn't pay attention to
the waitress, or you would

become jealous. But I hadn't! 

In your defense, this was the place
with the nude waitress. We didn't have
the nude waitress - we had another one -
but I knew which waitress you meant.
The nude one. It's funny how things make

sense in a dream when you get a big glass
of ice water in the face. Anyway, we just kept
talking! Great time from then on in