Dreams about co-workers - S/D C/D

The night before last, I had another dream about a sort-of colleague of mine from the job I left two years ago. I don't know if I'd exactly call it erotically-charged. We were all sitting round playing a parlour game that she and her fellow journalists seemed to play a lot to kill time. It seemed to be her game, and she was winning by miles. Then she pinched my side, and the unexpected familiarity of the gesture sent me giddy. All next day, the sense memory of it haunted me, in much the same way as when I once had a dream about Nicole Kidman.

Last time I dreamt about her, it involved her reviewing 'Sex Lives of the Potato Men' and I emailed her to tell her, for some reason. She didn't reply. Perhaps I am losing my mind.