There are a group of close friends hanging out. They are blends of people that I know now, celebrities and old friends. We are all parents and are hanging out without the kids for the night. Someone suggests that we wear pajamas to an event. They can be dirty or old. So we do. A guy I'm talking to looks like a younger George Bush. He's smarmy and wearing a tux with a red cape. At the event, which seems like a high school reunion, I see a guy I made out with when I was 13. He's buff and balding. He's recently had a child, his first. I congratulate him and he says. It's amazing. I'm 36 and I waited this long to have sex. I was a virgin until we made the baby. And I love it. It's amazing. I want it all the time now.