90210

For the first time in a dream, I am not myself. Rather I am Valerie from 90210 and I'm on a hot date with Steve, the blonde haired guy with a hot bod. I know that I have a friend who really wanted to kiss Steve, but instead he's into me. I can't blame him. I am pretty hot.

We get to the lake where we're supposed to go swimming and I see my friend who wants to kiss Steve so I tell him to close his eyes. Then I call my friend over and she kisses him instead. When he opens his eyes, she takes off and he doesn't even notice. He thinks it was me. How 90210 is that?

Then on the way back, I ask him if he wants a blow job, and he says that he stopped doing risky sex things since he tried to show off lifting power tools with his penis once. He said he was trying to show off for his ex-wife.

What? Huh? Ex-wife? I don't remmeber that part of 90210. Poof. I wake up.