As it turned out, in the dream, we were doing this mostly for the entertainment of some guy who was hanging around watching. (Yay, I'm a whore too!) And in this dream, Reese told me that it wasn't her first time with a girl, as she'd done this with Uma Thurman once. Heh. All righty then.
I'm guessing this is my karmic revenge for having enjoyed all that male-on-male slash. I've now been slashed in my own dreams. (I'm sure you've seen it: that ever-popular Molly/Reese pairing.) Still, I've never even looked at any of the female/female ones...I mean, why would I? So strange.
I guess it could be worse. At least Reese Witherspoon's pretty...right?
Well, I feel cheap, all the same.