Angela was half in half out of the garage having sex with a horse. I was peeve she had not invited me to join in the fun. I was in the study and was observing activities now and then when I glanced up from my computer. She evidentially did not think I knew what she was up to. When she eventually came inside she complained of large bruises on her arms, legs and back. I said that’s what you get when you go horse fucking.
Had a few more dreams, but too fuzzy to make out.