I'm listening to a lecture in a school science class. This woman, whom I know as a friend of my mom's or something, is sitting on my lap and I accidentally rub her nipple, which gets erect. Then I realize what's going on and put my hands far away from there.

The lecture is about some scientific principle, and attempts to divide natural results tidily into one of two groups. I raise my hand to suggest that the model is probably too simple, as things don't usually divide so tidily, but the only way I can think of to say it is "God doesn't usually work that way", which isn't really what I want to say. But anyway the lecturer doesn't call on me, perhaps detecting my diffidence, and signs off like a radio reporter (probably audio provided by radio). The class is dismissed.

So I head off toward home in the school halls, and this guy Eric who always used to be an ass to me in junior high school shows up and tries to pick on me somehow. He pushes me onto this moving sidewalk going the wrong way, but then he stumbles and I accidentally on purpose spill my open drink that I am carrying all over him. He yells and some administrator rushes up, and I just say "he's been trying to pick on me for like 20 years, he deserves it", and walk away.