Almost every night the same dream. It seemed so real, he seemed so real. But how could he be, it was after all, just a dream. Daisy sat at her desk and toyed with the trinket, trying to have everything make sense. But it didn't, none of it made sense. Was she going crazy, she thought to herself. She had read about women who had, had orgasms while they slept and how intense those orgasms were. That must be it. It was all just a really erotic dream. "Earth to Daisy", her coworkers voice broke through. Daisy jumped. "where are you", Julie asked. "Oh no where" Daisy lied. She wanted to tell her about him, tell her everything. "you want to grab a coffee", Julie asked, "Sure" replied Daisy. Daisy pushed her chair back and stood up. She could feel the dull beautiful pain you get after a night of intense love making and she shook her head in disbelief.