Technique of Nakedness

1. Nudity
(Wet dream)

I remember being in a house, lower part, many folk, I am on the right, I know many of them. I am dressed in white as are some others. Many are already here and doing what is asked of them when I arrive. I also know what I have to do, but I do it on my own, no one else is involved in it, though I suppose everybody has the same task or whatever, though slightly different according to personality.
I take off my clothes, all of them, so that I am naked. I am not ashamed, but this is part of the process, I seem to be more experienced than many others, because I am the only one undressing, but it makes the task at hand easier. Something with papers.
I do my thing. Then I stay naked. I see others follow my example, among which a young girl that I now fancy. Though these people have already performed there tasks, they were now merely waiting. Still they try the technique. Two people at least, among which this girl. I mentally support them, but I become conscious of my own nudity, though it feels very pure. I don't want to attract too much attention to my nudity so I put on a shirt, white. But remain naked from the waist down.
I then go sit behind the girl. She likes me I know. We are on a bench, of wood, light colour, though the room is dark, the kind of bench you have in a sauna, but this is not a sauna. Other people sit on the bench, but we close to each other. She has her back to me, but I approach, surely my cock becomes hard. I pull her toward me at the waist, my right hand on her right hip. She moves back to me, everything fits perfectly. I come. I try to hold back, but succeed only a little, so I spill seed.

+2. Phone Broken

Last dream. Again a low place, this is the shop, but looks different, and Ancl is at the till when I arrive, managing. She is a taiji person. Basement, spacious, but dark.
Niru is there. When I'm in trouble he helps me. I don't know if I have to help in the shop or am just visiting. I stay on the side. Niru is a customer. My problem is that my phone does not work. I have it with me, though I don't own a mobile. He hands over his so I can try ring my phone. But I am clumsy with mobiles, and I'm so much in the dark that I don't see anything. I don't trust myself, so I return his phone without success. More happened but it all turned out to be me getting frustrated.
Then I leave the shop. Up on the street to the left I see a woman undressing, her house is halfway below the street and I see her through the window. She has grey hair to the shoulders. She has a grey and red shirt that she tries to unbutton. Shall I help?

+3. Inro

Dream before that. In house of parents, dining room, which is a place of transition. I am there, possibly parents and brothers, but many other people too, of which I know most. I sit down at the side of the table where there is least people. Most stand up. I am working on something, this involves kneeding my hands as if in wet paper to make some kind of pastry, I can't remember correctly.
The room is a real passagethrough  because it forms part of a big corridor of a building. At some point Inro comes from my right or left, from the corridor and walks fast and must be at work, she sees me and says hi, is joyful as she usually is these days. She just passes by briefly and noticed me is all, but when she passes and goes on with her own business she takes the road behind me and goes to my left away. When she passes I stretch out my hand and instinctively we hold hands for a while. This is a nice moment, though she is on my back and she is on her way out. So this is a fleeting moment. Yet she says as a remark that I have warm hands. And this is because I was doing this work with my hands. In fact I feared touching her because my hands were dirty because of the work, but she makes a positive remark. I say nothing but am happy.