Last night, I had my first sex dream. It was so intense and real that I woke up in a sweat.
And then, reality hit.
The man in the dream was not my husband, who was snoring peacefully beside me.
Did I scream out another man's name in the middle of the night?
My only saving grace was that you can't pick your dreams, they just happen.
Yet the burning question remained...why was I dreaming of another man?
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