Oddly enough, there were technically no visuals in this. It was all 'imagined', through my Mind's Eye, I suppose. I realize it's a dream and there is an adrenaline rush that doesn't really affect the dream.

My friend Alyssa is a waitress for a reastaurant. In my infinite perversion, I consider dream sex but ultimately decide against it. I try having a conversation with her, but am only partially successful. She lets out a scream for no reason. A couple statements, then she blurts out "Water fountain!"

Then it ends. This is my second in five days.