I have a reoccurring dream about Sawleaf once every 1-2 weeks, even though I've never met him in r/l.

We are kissing under a table in a crowded restaurant. He's wearing a white shirt, black suit jacket, and a black tie. I am wearing my favorite vintage dress, nude nylons, and my favorite black heels.

As the kissing gets more intense, I undo his tie and start to unbutton his shirt, the suit jacket stays on. He starts to take off the sash on the waist of my dress...then I wake up.

No one seems to notice or care that we are getting hot and heavy under the table. He's a beautiful kisser.