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I should not be up this early.

I just awoke from a dream that was curiously sexual. Generally I don't have sexual dreams. If my dreams do involve sex, or nudity, it is rarely preceived by me as sexual in the dream. In fact, I cannot remember the last time I had a sexual dream, nor can I recall the contents of any of them.

I was moving into the new place, and Jess was helping, only we were in separate cars and we hadn't seen eachother yet that morning. I get to the new place to find her there already moving in a few boxes. When I walk in the door, she's finishing up and goes to the fridge for a cold can of soda. She's hot, so she takes off her shirt and pants leaving her wearing a pair of very loose fitting black satin underwear with thin, strappy sides and a 3/4 back and a mans ribbed tank top, very see-through with no bra. She stands near a stack of boxes placed by the patio door and places the coke can against her neck to cool off. Suddenly, I am photographing her as she is executing very strong, very sexual poses for me.

And that was it.

Wow.

I'm going back to bed.