I wake up at my own house, as a continuation of reality, and I'm working on something in the living room. I look down in front of my house, which has a high retaining wall down to the street. There I see a 50ish-year-old woman playing basketball, shooting in a hoop that's on the side of the street below my house, mounted on a streetside garage. That sounds like fun to me, and I consider going down there and joining her, but then I notice that she is wearing a large bright diamond wedding ring, so I don't.

I continue my chores in my house, but I have big windows on the uphill side and through them I can see into the neighbor's house. There are two girls there with large breasts and it looks at first like they are taking off their clothes, but they don't. I'm sort of embarrassed to even be standing there in my own house. Their mother is in the living room, which I can see into as well, reading a magazine or something, and it appears that she has generously supplied the large-breast genes.