The Car Thief's Goddess 1969

In waking life, I was an at risk post adolescent, enervated with a great deal of self-induced stress. In the dream I am facing a wide, closed gate, like is used on farms for animals. Jeanette the local, unattainable beauty queen stands in front of the gate--unattainable because she is the property of the local, violent criminal. (In waking life she radiates in my eyes.)

But I realize I am dreaming and reach out for her breast. She stops my advance with a quizzical half smile, then picks me up as if I am weightless, bending me in every possible configuration, as if I were a pretzel. I wake up, and all my bodily pain, stress, and emotional constriction are gone.