Push-ups

I am a teacher, and I am in New York with a female colleague of mine whom I don’t know. During the dream I never see her face to face, she’s always to my right, slightly behind me.
We are carrying a laptop on which some student assignments are stored. Since the weather is so nice, sunny and warm, we have decided to go sit in a park and evaluate the results of the assignments we have given. We sit down in the grass and turn on the laptop.

The name of the assignment is: What is porn?

We read some documents. It is obvious that we are a bit bored, because we just wade through them. However, one of the students, a girl, has sent in a video.

We watch the video. The girl is doing push-ups. The angle is really strange, it almost seems as if the camera has been buried in the ground, pointing upwards at her. She’s wearing a tank top, and her breasts are huge. In the background we can se the World Trade Center towers.
The girl pauses her push-ups, and reaches for a porn magazine. She places it into a small hole in the ground and lights it on fire, from the bottom up. The flames consume the magazine in a matter of seconds, as if it was soaked in gasoline. Then she starts doing push-ups again, this time saying, in a low toned voice, something along these lines: “It’s a real quickie. It’s all done in seconds”.

I am no longer staring at the laptop, because now I am actually right in front of the girl, positioned right where the camera must have been. She is still doing the push-ups. In the background, I recognize the terrible scenes from 9/11. I hear sirens, I hear news reporters, and I can’t get out of the hole and my colleague has gone. The girl goes on and on. I wake up.