I'm sitting in front of a TV on a couch. A girl is on my right, and my brother Dave on the other side. He stands up and tells me it's ok if I touch her tits, she won't mind. I reach my hand inside her shirt and feel her naked breast, which is small and deflated. She pays no attention. He tells me I can touch her crotch too, but that sounds kind of freaky to me. Suddenly she reaches over and unties my pants, where the tie apparently serves the purpose of a belt buckle. Suddenly Natasha is there, and she's looking suspiciously at the dangling laces. Looks like I'm busted.

A number of people, and myself, are sleeping in a van. Everybody else is already asleep when I arrive, though the morning is already dawning. I climb into my bed, along the side behind the driver's seat. I'm tired, but I can't sleep because of the morning sun in my eyes. I have to be at work at nine, and it is after eight, so I'm thinking maybe it would be best to go to work now, and take a nap later.