Dream About Classroom Chemistry Consent Firefighter Dominance

I don’t remember much from the beginning of the dream, but I walked into a classroom full of students- some I knew and some I didn’t. It looked like it could be a chem classroom with a white board up front and a bunch of white tabletops lined in two rows leading to the front of the room. Most of the classroom was full, so I took a seat towards the back. There was a slight buzz in the air as most people were talking and laughing. I saw some of my friends come over- I recognized them in the dream as people I know in real life (people from my past I don’t talk to anymore) but I don’t remember who they are now- and we started chatting it up before class began. I started to get nervous, like I might be in the wrong class, or maybe the right class at the wrong time… idk. So the class started, then the scene changed to me hiding in a closet. I knew the class was kinda more for “adult entertainment”, and I don’t think I was ready for it. We learned about consent and how it was a key factor and if you weren’t ready you had to leave, but I was torn because I thought I was ready and I was curious, but I didn’t think I was ready to participate, so I just stashed myself in the closet with the clothes and laundry. My friends knew I was there and told me just to stay put until they were done, because they were my ride home. They threw their clothes in the basket that I was holding and walked out. I sat there for a moment, gathered up some courage, took off my clothes, and just sat there holding the basket on top of me waiting to see if I could gather the courage to walk out there. Then, the closet door opened and I started shaking uncontrollably because I was nervous. It was a girl I had never seen before- short, indigenous, GORGEOUS, long dark hair, beautiful smile, she threw her clothes in and asked if I was going to join. I just kinda giggled and shrugged and she was about to turn away when an equally gorgeous, chiseled, Hispanic man walked up behind her and threw his clothes in the closet. I looked down and away because I was embarrassed and nervous and started shaking even more, and he asked if I was going to join them. She said I was nervous, and he said “aww come on, I love gorgeous people with blue eyes.” I looked up at this and we locked eyes for a second, and my heart jumped into my throat. She chastised him for pressuring me and he said “no no, no pressure, I just wanted to offer the invitation.” And they closed the door and the light went out. I sat there for a little longer, took a few deep, calming breaths, and walked out. It wasn’t anything like I imagined. I thought it was going to be like a wild rhompus sex party, which I would not be okay with being apart of, but it was actually very sweet and sensual. When I felt like I could start getting into it, everyone started leaving like the night was over. I guess I waited too long. The two beautiful people were cleaning up, but the girl had some sort of grinder and I offered to help her clean up. Somehow we made a terrible decision with that grinder and used it to try to grind a wrench, and it caught fire or exploded somehow and burst into flames- the man ran over to try and help (he was a firefighter), I was yelling for someone to grab the fire extinguisher, she grabbed it and I got some water I found and we doused it out pretty quickly, but not before all of us got hurt. He was pretty badly burned and started yelling at us. I told him it was my fault, even though it wasn’t, and decided to take the blame so it wouldn’t hurt their relationship. But the more he kept yelling, the closer he inched towards me, and the more he seemed to like it. It was almost like he wasn’t mad- like he was using it as an excuse to press me up against the wall and exert his dominance, but not in a controlling way. I wasn’t scared… almost turned on. Could this be what the class was talking about? I could see the burns on his skin, but it was like they weren’t affecting him- then I woke up.