Dream for the Mars retrograde Full Moon

Reader submission.

Last night I dreamed I was rewarded. I suppose it was for realizing I needed to rest and actually listening to my body! I was at a spa that was also a sex club. Weird, I know, but imagine if America wasn’t as uptight and puritanical as it is. A Spa, offering good food, spa services, a place to just sleep if you want, and oral sex or a hand job if you want. There were also showers where people would wash you, wash your hair, etc. It was great! There were people everywhere, even families, and no one was hung up on their nudity or the fact that they were having orgasms in front of ten or more people. I walked through this place and a man recognized me. I stopped briefly to say hello. I was a little shy about talking to him as he was getting a hand job. I then noticed the guy next to him try to cover his face. Was that G__? I wasn’t sure. (G__ is my ex, we were not sexually compatible). I walked on, past the showers and to a place where I laid down and fell asleep comfortably. Then I felt someone tug at my panties. “Do you have a silver Cadillac?” It was a woman, an employee, massaging my neighbor. “Yes” I said. She motioned to three men who wanted to speak to me. I went over. It was the man who recognized me earlier and his two friends. They covered my bill, they said. They wanted me to enjoy myself. I went back to my place and a table was there and a waiter setting it with a steak dinner. I asked for red wine. He gave me a menu. It was a menu of sexual services. They all had pretty names so you didn’t have to feel dirty asking for what you wanted. There were also pictures. I was slightly embarrassed and wondered if the men meant for me to order from this particular menu too, or had they just bought me lunch? I thought about it and decided I could do what I want because if it wasn’t on them I had the money to cover it. The waiter then said to me, “In order to experience joy you have to know what will give you joy.”