Weird Intimate Relationship Girl has with Guy who she then says is free to take/Lemony Blow Job

Date: 8/21/2019

I just remember this girl and this really hot guy were in this relationship. It was weirdly close. I remember on multiple occasions they would go into the bathroom stall together. I don't think they were doing what you think but they were literally just using the toilet together. It made me uncomfortable. I also remember getting the vibe that the guy was not a good boyfriend to her. At some point, she announced to everyone that we could have him. She said it like several times, and then asked everyone "who wants him." And all these girls shamelessly raised their hands like we were playing smash or pass. He was definitely a smash, no doubt, but I didn't want to raise my hand. I think I raised it slightly, but I didn't want him because I didn't think he was boyfriend material. I whispered to this blond girl next to me, "He's hot, but he seems to high maintenance." Even though she had her hand raised, she nodded to me in agreement. Then it was like the next day and I was with my sister I think. She told me how everyone was dressed like these characters that don't exist in real life but in my dream they were these twin girls in green dresses and there was this one guy wearing a 1920's green hat. All the girls were dressed like the twins, and the hot guy everyone wanted was the guy. It was like a ploy to try to get with him. I thought it was ridiculous. But then somehow I ended up in my living room, giving the guy a blow job except his dick was a lemon and the image I saw was a tooth pick penetrating the lemon, the toothpick was my mouth. It makes no sense I know. I tasted the lemon and I can still vividly taste it now as I recall the dream. I think I got a seed in my mouth, which I spit out. I left the tooth pick in there for a while, then I slowly removed it and I heard him moan in pleasure and satisfaction. While I did this, I knew there were these men in the room with us, but it didn't even feel awkward. I looked at him and he looked to be sweating and he was mumbling to himself how good it felt. I stoked his face, which was a strange texture that I can't describe, not like flesh and it looked yellowish. That's all I remember.