Kasia and I were on vacation with my co-worker Fran and my friend Hilary’s husband Jason (who was dating Fran in this dream), and there was this weird chemistry between Fran and I. At one point in the evening we found ourselves alone in the same room while the other two were preoccupied in the living room. We wasted no time embracing each other and I can remember feeling our tongues dancing around together as we explored each others' bodies with our hands. I slid my hand down the back of her pants and ran my finger as far down her crack as I could, caressing her inner cheeks with my fingertips and eventually making my way around to the front of her panties, touching her lips and pubic mound with the backs of my fingers as her panties rubbed softly against my palm.

It all happened in a few seconds as we knew our time was limited, but at least it gave us reassurance that we were both on the same page.

We both waited for that next anticipated moment, which came the next morning while everyone slowly packed up to go home. Kasia and Jason were outside of the house and the moment we stepped into that room it was as if our clothes caught fire. We simultaneously took our pants down and Fran leaned over the bed, giggling like a schoolgirl whose curiosity had gotten the best of her, knowing she was in charge of her own radiant body. I leaned over to nuzzle my nose in the space where her lower back met the folds of her cheeks and slowly kissed it before standing up and stepping close enough to enter her.

I don't recall the actual sex, but afterwards I recall her preparing to take a shower in the bathroom attached to the master bedroom. I snuck in before her to set up my camera and laid it on the bed with the hopes that she would get the hint and snap some pictures of herself for me as a parting gift. Kasia was in the back room with her for a while, presumably packing as Fran was in the shower, and I debated asking her to convince Fran to take a few pics of herself for me but rationality got the best of me and I chickened out.

The rest of the dream switched over to all of us being at my grandma's house, where there was a HUGE diving board contraption on the driveway which hovered above a large swimming pool on the ground below. Somehow all of the neighbors caught wind of this awesome spectacle and before I knew it the yard was full of people mulling about as if it were a public park. I knew we were leaving soon, so I had to wander through the property ushering everyone off until every last holdout attempt had been defeated.

I was in an old thrift shop with Kasia and I found a wall full of old photo albums. I recognized a few of them and when I told Kasia about it we both laughed. I'm such a nostalgic nut that I'd even recognize my old photo albums.

(This dream is definitely a result of us cleaning out our apartment last weekend. I was feeling UNnostalgic for once and thought it would be a good chance to throw everything out. I had a box full of little toys and trinkets that were symbolic at some point but now I had forgotten what they were from so I tossed them all out. I also tossed out the 100+ xmas and b-day cards I had received over the past 6 years because, well, really, what the hell am I ever going to do with them? I also removed the pictures from the 15 photo albums I had and sent all the albums to goodwill. I tucked all the pics into a shoe box until I get a chance to scan them, which I never will.)

When I opened one of the albums I noticed that we forgot to remove a few of the pictures and I scrambled to reclaim them, flipping through the album for any other oversights. The pics I found were of Hilary and I playing in the park as little kids (even though in reality we didn't know each other until long after) and I was so happy to have found the pictures.