deflowering Winona

I am in a house that is familiar, but not quite right. I am in the den of the house where my best childhood friend lived. A mother and daughter are here too. They are Cher and Winona Ryder, in their roles from the movie Mermaids. The mother asks me to deflower her daughter. I am intrigued, but stop for a moment to wonder whether this is something I ought to do. I do not know how the daughter feels about this. Maybe we kiss. Then I am outside looking for her. Where did she go? It is dark and the house sits on a small hill and there are trees. I hear someone coming down the street. I look that way and see a figure that looks like humpty dumpty, with a huge egg shaped head, coming down the sidewalk at the bottom of the hill. He has not seen me. I have a vague feeling of foreboding and hide behind a bush. I watch as he passes, walking with a strange, bobbing gait.