Oh God. Yes, I get occasional dreams when I'm out in public naked from the waist down. Oddly, I never seem to get arrested. I forgot about those... They could hark back to the time when I had to have a barium enema and I had to wear one of those hospital gowns that tie round the back. The bloody thing was obviously intended for a sylph, as not only was it too short but it didn't go all the way round the back either. The arse that was to be under investigation was all too plainly on public display whenever I had to get up from a seat in the waiting room. I'll swear that my psyche was permanently ruined by that terrible episode...