Ok, I’m a guy, but when I dream of women in any fashion or another. All scopes included, unless they are family (in which case I’m having a fairly normal dream) they usually are women I don’t know, but are perfect companions. As if our souls resonated in unity. For the life of me I can never remember what anybody looks like in a dream, unless it is somebody I know.
I don’t dream about actors and rich people who appear in the media and live a life of vanity and have those celebrity marriages that are filled with drama that one might think was all acted out. Those kind are good liars and only live for publicity. Oh ladies, get in line. There are plenty of other women who’d have romantic relationships with them any day too (I don’t suppose you want to dream about them to ask what the meaning of life, the universe, and everything else is, do you?) Anybody you make up in your dreams, and I have no clue about a lady’s dream, is probably better than the kind you find in the world.
I’m not a good guy either.