I had an interesting dream last night involving somebody that I used to know. And, *lots* of kissing. Somebody from my university existence. We never got together, were just peripheral friends who had a few intense chats from time to time. Mutual respect and unrequited lust, at least from my side. In my dream, we were in a high bed with mussed up sheets, and there was a mirror. Inviting hooks high up on a wall, which were giving me vibes. He was compliant, thrilled and thrilling.