I had my dream again, where I'm making love and the Olympic judges are watching. I've nailed the compulsories so this is it, the finals. I got a nine eight from the Canadian, a perfect ten from the American, and my mother disguised as a East German judge gave me a five six. Must've been the dismount.
Well, basically it's the same one I've been having since I was twelve.
What happens?
It's too embarrassing.
Don't tell me.
Okay, there's this guy...
What does he look like?
I don't know, he's just kind of faceless.
Faceless guy, okay. Then what?
He rips off my clothes.
Then what happens?
That's it.
That's it? The faceless guy rips off all your clothes, and that's the sex fantasy you've been having since you were twelve? Exactly the same.
Well sometimes I vary it a little.
Which part?
What I'm wearing.
