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Dream:
My pop is driving me and two young girls in a beige van(installed with an amazing number of baby seats) to participate in a bicycle freak race. One of the girl's ****** presses against my elbow on the way there. The race is a combination of uphill and downhill course with one person controlling and peddling the bike while 2+ teammates stand on the trick bars. I stand left of the bike while the two girls the right. The last stretch of the race is a downhill run down a hill in CT. I think we came in 5th or 8th on top of dozens of other entries. The after the race dinner (I'm not sure if it's called a reception dinner) was held at a Chinese Seafood Restaurant with two flights of stairs that lead up to the second level which looks more like an observation deck to the first floor; the view faces a huge array of chandeliers. Anyways, I needed to hit the hay so I excused myself (not that I was with anyone). The men's restroom had broken stalls and no privacy whatsoever. Being the nervous pee-er that I am, I could go until it was too late. By the time I was almost comfortable to "go," a crowd had enter, and not only men; women, girls, children of all ethnicity. To make a long story short and to avoid making any racial slurs or comments that would violate TOS, I was pushed aside and ended up not going at all. crying