My strangest recurrent sexual dream has me hosting a dinner party, but wearing only a short plain white cotton shift dress that doesn't even cover my buttocks. As I serve drinks the men touch me - sometimes intimately - but in the most casual manner, without even breaking the flow of conversations, as if groping the hostess were the most normal thing to do. I in my turn know I must remain calm, unruffled, no matter what they do - the perfect hostess.