A shower seems best.

“Fuck me.” You say not sure why you even care, I mean this is clearly all just a weird dream anyway. You strip and climb into the shower. A fast shower follows, slightly slowed by some frantic masturbation while you stare at your reflection in the mirror. You end up unable to resist fingering your ass and a very satisfying spray of cum on the shower wall. “Glaaam.” Is the sound you make as you give it a big lick. “Oh my, I think I like cum.” You say with a cute laugh.

Finished you find yourself unable to recreate the perfect ponytail that you had and it now is nice, ish, but looks a bit loose, ratty even, your makeup also proves more difficult than you expected and you end up washing it off and only going with cute light orange lip gloss and eyeliner, which you find easy for whatever reason. Moments later you are out the door only to find it is actually rather cold. “Son of a.” You dip into the closet and grab a sexy black leather jacket, which is good thing because you also find your work apron hanging next to it. Pulling up the address of your job, you discover it is an hour by bus and subway, which would get you there a half hour late, or 20 minutes if you drive. You don’t see a car or motorcycle outside but you do have a small shed. The key to the thick padlock on the shed is on your keyring and you pull it open. Inside is a cool looking motorcycle that is plugged into an electric socket. “Wow an electric motorcycle.” Then again when you talked on the phone you told them you were coming by bus, so maybe driving is a bad idea.