Taxi Escort

Date: 2/4/2018

I was in a world where I was tall and sexy and could have anyone I wanted. There was some kind of prostitution/taxi service in a crowded market. There was one tent where you could order a taxi and another where you could order a "second driver." I don't know if they were literally selling sex but it was definitely sexual in nature. This was the tent I wandered into. It was long and skinny, and kind of crowded and grimy. There was a desk in the front where some guy (I think he was fat and hairy and a smoker) fielded calls from the taxi service on the other side of the alleyway. Every time they sent a taxi out, he would send someone to go with it. In the back, there was seating like a limo, with a long bench that turned at the back. Like a J. I think it was white. There were a bunch of people back there on the long bench of the J (I think tall skinny hot girls wearing short skirts and stripper heels like dream me) but the only one I talked to was a guy all the way at the back. He was like the guy from Bring it On except less creepy and greasy. I think I knew I could do better but that's why I liked him so much. He was really into me. I think we made out back there or at least were snuggling up on each other sexually. I think the next day, he got a taxi call and took me along. It wasn't weird at all that he was a dude and it seemed to be a kind of females for males escort service. This part is fuzzy but I think I eventually did a taxi call on my own and it didn't go well, but I didn't care cause I still had that guy to worship me. We were both really attracted to each other and ended up having amazing sex in a big comfy bed. I was riding him and we were both really loud and enjoying it a lot. I think I knew it was a dream, this was earlier in the night but I remember thinking about how I would write my dream journal entry and being like "hell yeah I love sex dreams!" I also remember not feeling guilty for cheating (when I don't know I'm dreaming, I usually don't have sex with other people). I think being aware it was a dream caused me to manipulate my surroundings a little bit, but I didn't have total control.