An hour or so after the "Lost Baby Dream," I found myself in yet another crazy dream. This time, however, there were no other characters in the dream with me. It was just me & my husband. It's night time. Everything is dark. We're alone in our car, & we're on our way home from some boggling event. Ahead of us there is nothing but highway. The road is empty, & we are the only car still out on the road. Taking note of our seclusion, I decide to try something reckless, something I've never had the guts to try in my waking life. I take my seat-belt off & I lean over into my husband's lap. Carefully, I undo his pants & I start to tease & stimulate him with my mouth. From my position, it seems like my husband is in perfect control of the car. We aren't swerving, he hasn't slammed on the brakes, or drove us into a ditch. I start to feel ridiculous for ever being too afraid to try this. My husband is in ecstasy. I feel like the sexiest wife on the planet. The thrill is short lived the moment I notice our car driving up some hilly driveway. In the heat of the moment, my husband had completely zoned out. While he still had maintained perfect control over the car, his attention had not been on what direction we were going. Somehow, we had gotten completely lost. We decide our best option is to find a place to turn around up ahead & drive back out onto the highway. As we come to the top of the hill we both find ourselves gawking at this ginormous mansion. We are quickly greeted by the owner of the mansion, who is beyond creepy. As we turn to leave, I can't help but feel like we won't make it out of the yard, that we've landed in some spider's web. Even after we have traveled farther down the hill from the mansion, I can't erase the man's crazy expression from my memory. I still feel as if we're in mortal danger.