Our school's on Rincon Hill, near the ramp up to the Bay Bridge. But it's way less built-up than in the waking world--no highrises, some open lots--grassy hillslopes.

Unsure what grade I'm in. Sixth? Seventh? My classmates are twelve or thirteen years old... Oh. So am I.

From our classroom, I look out the window, south, up a grassy slope. There's a... bed? In a roofless shelter, just a floor and low windward wall; open to the sky. Up there... two girls are kissing. More than kissing. Strip and grope...

Their friends show up. Or little sisters. Some look very young, elementary schoolgirls. But they enthusiastically peel off school uniforms to get kissed and licked all over.

I'm a little surprised. Their orgy's in plain sight of our row of classrooms. Yet this seems to be a long-standing custom: what goes on in the field is ignored by students--and teachers.

Girls only, though. I'm a boy. I can watch, but not join.

Later that day, they disperse and the field-bed just vanishes. A classmate explains "Oh, they move the orgy every few days, no telling where the new one'll be. There will BE a new one, since we need it to vent the stress of school." I understand THAT. I just need it too. And I sure won't get it from hanging with the boys.

• Rincon Hill and the Bay Bridge approach: this traffic-clogged part of San Francisco means "stress" to me. I avoid it--until I can't.
• Schoolgirls: at Deviantart.com I saw some rabbit & fox schoolgirls drawn by Aiartelfik and Nenvul.
• Age confusion, sex: also saw some fanart of the manga characters Frieren and Fern as lovers; Frieren looks like a kid, but is an elf, centuries old.
• Orgy blows off stress: This year, my parked car was totaled by a City water truck, the City won't pay for it and I'm having to sue; my bank account was hacked (twice, by two different organizations!); I was falsely accused by both the IRS and the state tax board (of different crimes, both their errors, but that took months to prove), and overdosed by my doctor (making me sick for a month) who then denied it. Oh, and America elected Trump, that champion of decency. The dream hints THAT'S why I combed Deviantart for weird furry erotica, the less realistic the better. Reality sucks--at least for now.
• ACTION: Quit worrying. It's not porn addiction, it's escapism. I can't tackle all my troubles en masse--I need to pace myself, focus on solving one or two at a time, and when I get overwhelmed, retreat into comedy, fantasy and sex. Rest and repeat--until Trump is gone. That's... elementary.

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