He was being tackled by women and stripped. It was a dream. He sprawled back on the bed, letting them play with him, strip him, grope him. They seemed to be having fun and he didn't want to do anything to muddle up the works. That bulge in his underwear was growing.
Dean reached up to touch Daphne. It was going to be hard splitting his attention between two women. It might have been more work than he had bargained for.