TREY WAS HAVING THE best dream. An entire weekend of wining, dining, and dancing with Sandy. No work, no worries - just her. The whole thing took a sharp left into the realm of weird when Elvis showed up and started singing a slightly off-key rendition of "Love Me Tender," but who was he to complain? The guy made her laugh. She didn't do that enough. Then the dream bled into an erotic montage that made his body tighten with need. Trey tried to cling to it, to burrow deeper into sleep so he could get to the end, but a pulsing pain in his skull dragged him inexorably back to consciousness.