Not that exciting, really, not nearly as exciting as the title might suggest. It's evening, and I'm standing at the backdoor of an old house with 3 girlfriends. One of them is faceless, anonymous, unknown, the second is jealous, the third is trying the door. I'm in love with the third and want her to go into the darkened house to find a present I have left hidden for her. She is young, beautiful, lithe with dark hair. . .we're excited, and in a world all to ourselves. But #2 is very jealous and is going to make a scene, #1 is silent. And I wake up.