End: at some small dinner party. With Leili and mom. Leili had her arm slung around my shoulder. Mom begins making a dedication.
Earlier: I’m outside some large store, like a Target, to get my glasses checked. I get into a conversation with a cute, kind of quirky girl in a uniform who says she works in the eye dept and for some reason I give her my glasses. She says she puts peoples glasses in a case labeled with a name. When I go in though I don’t see her or my glasses. I wait around looking in the case, but can’t see anything like a hold and I begin to wonder if I’ve just been ripped off. I explain the strange situation to another young girl that works there and she knows just to I mean and says look there she is now. And indeed it is her. The cute ditzy type and as it turns out, Swedish. She apologizes when she sees me, gives me my glasses. We get into a conversation. One of those kind you get into with a cute ditzy girl. At some point she tells me she just had corrective surgery, and before I can ask her further about it she lifts up her shirt, and I can see light concentric scars below her breasts. I say, ah you got breast reduction surgery? Were they very large? She says yes — lying back — they would cover my like large coins. She sat back up. I’m trying to think of something to say. Realize my neuroticism, so instead reach over and lightly hold and stroke one her breasts, felling the nipple rise and harden.