Last night, actually early this morning, I had a pretty vivid sex dream.  Well, not actually sex, but one involving close contact with a woman.  A real woman -- The Priest at my Episcopal Church.  She is an attractive woman about my age, just two years older.  But there is nothing sexual about her.  She is reserved and not at ALL flirtatious.  Which is why dreaming of her in a nightgown rubbing against me was more than a little shocking.

But not unpleasant. 

I will NOT be following up on this.

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