Ok, hear me out.
I keep having really vivid "rudey" dreams about Harry Styles, they sort of dreams that would make Katie Price blush
. And I'm thinking the only way it's going to stop is if I ask, no DEMAND, he comes round with awful morning breath and nits, shows that he is dreadful in bed, just to prove to my dream state that I am in fact not a 15 year old, hormonal 1D fan. But I'm actually a married mother, in my 30's that sensibly drives a Volvo.
Then and only then I might start having dreams about men that are more appropriate. Or perhaps my own DH, can't remember the last time I had dream sex with him!
So my AIBU is, AIBU to ask HS to come and have sex with me with the above conditions?