Katie, explain to me your physiological uniqueness that allows you, a woman, to "bone" a guy.
Best dream I ever had took place in a mall, a many-storeyed mall (at least 4, like Toronto's Eaton Centre, if you've seen it) with a central atrium. I was being chased by and chasing a guy I knew from school, he had a gun (which I was vulnerable to), but I had Spider-man like reflexes and agility. I was jumping all over the place, using streamers to swing from level to level, etc. I think he eventually shot me though.
Another good one comes to mind. For some reason, there was a train running through a smaller mall, and I was running around on this train (on top of the cars) shooting at baddies on the ground and on the train with me. I got shot in the calf in that one too.
Another one. Me and a small group of others were stuck at a train station (I dream about trains a lot) in the middle of the desert. There was an old broken down steam engine there, which I single-handedly fixed. Several miles down the track, we met another obstacle, a pile of boulders blocking a pass. As I used my trusty pick-axe to clear the rubble away, half-sized green demons started coming up between the rocks. The pick-axe magically turned into a single-bladed war-axe and those little demons never knew what slew them. It was fun, and I didn't get shot.
Another good one was when I could fly. (I've had several of these) they're always indoors though. If I concentrated on pressing downward with my diaphram, I could push down against the air and lift myself up and float. I've floated down corridors, up stairs, in theatres, etc. Good fun.
I used to lucid in many of those dreams. They all occured when I was less than 16 or 17, I've since lost the natural ability to dream lucidly, but I'd like to get it back.