This was the end of a dream I dreamed last night.

I was walking through an unknown city, when a women appeared. She lead me to a facility-like building with several women in front of it. It was a brothel, it looked like from eastern europe movies from the 1970s. I checked out the women and saw a woman, who looked like an older version of a girl, I had a crush on when I was a teenager. I chose her and entered the building. I was lead to a room, where I had to wait. I waited. The door opened and outside the room, on the hallway stood several women and also the older women, I had chosen. But instead that woman, another women (5'3'' or less) tall, well built, quite younger than the memory of my old crush (who looked quite sad) entered and started to undress me. I told her, that I had chosen the other woman, but she shook her head and said (and those were the exact words): "Don't pity her. Everyone has sex here."

I woke up and pondered about that. And I realized something. I still feel pity about women, if they hit the wall or get older, get lonely. In the back of my head I know, that they had every opportunity to choose a life with husband and kids ... but they chose differently. And even that I feel sad and bad for those women, I forget, that even in their current age and physical attraction, there are still many men out there who would become their husband or beta-orbiter ...