I met this gorgeous DC, and it was love at first sight. Then he showed up again in a second dream, and I decided it was time for sex. Unfortunately, it wasn't very good, and then this happened:

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I held on to his shoulders as he wordlessly communicated that he was too scared of the soldiers outside to be able to perform. I tried to convince him to trust me, that there was no real danger... tiptoeing around telling him the truth because I didn't want to spoil his innocence, so I only said things like, "As long as you're with me, you have nothing to fear. They won't hurt us. You're safe with me." But he wasn't convinced. Annoyed and unsatisfied, I told him to go downstairs and "sell me". He looked at me incredulously. Annoyed, I told him in no uncertain terms to go downstairs and find me someone who could get the job done.

He left, leaving the door open. The soldiers were gone, and in their place were some random people in 1950's clothing walking past the door. I lay on the bed, aware of being naked but not caring.
Yep, I'm a dirty ungrateful ho!

Full dream here.