Dreams memorable

It was a clear night and I was at an outdoor bar with some friends. We were sitting at a round table chatting, when a couple of beautiful girls walked over to us from behind me. One of them, Asian I think, put her hand on my buddy's shoulder from behind and whispered something in his ear. Then he turned his head and started talking to her. The other girl, also approached from behind, but she slid herself to my side, peaked her head next to mine and looked right into my eyes. I looked at her, and immediately noticed how attracted I was. She had long straight dirty blond hair, sharp but small facial features, almond grey eyes, and a bright symmetrical smile that showed almost all her beautiful white teeth. She looked at me like she had seen a past lover w fond memories.  At least that's what hoped to believe.

I then realized this was one of those bars that had "hosts" - beautiful men and women that come around to patrons and make them feel welcomed in one way or another. This particular girl, who was longingly looking at me, was a host. However, the split second I realized her purpose, I couldn't help but wonder if we had actually met before. That's how honest her expression seemed. So, to make it seem like I remembered her, I told her "You look different."

Then her facial expression slowly changed - from being glad to see me to some sort of look of disappointment. Then I said "I think it's your hair. It's not as blond as it used to be."

Then she smiled again. No teeth this time, but the corners of her lips curled up as if to agree w me. "Yeah, it's a little darker tonight" she responded.

She lightly moved her arm around my upper back. Then her other arm over my chest. She slid herself around my back, to my other side. Since no one was on that side I felt more comfortable talking to her. Still embracing me from behind, she leaned on me, placing more of her weight on my upper back. She softly laid her head on my shoulder and rested her lips on my neck. Somehow a story went through my head wondering if she was tired and that maybe she could use some rest. I asked "Is everything ok?"

She slightly lifted her head, brought her lips next to my ear and said "I've only done this once before..."

I answered "what is that?"

"Can we go somewhere more comfortable?"

Immediately, I wondered if in fact we had met before. That maybe we had a story together and my diminishing memory was preventing me from remembering. But she is so beautiful, how can I forget a face like that? She did look familiar. So maybe we did have a past...

Then I woke up.