Close Call w/ Dog

I was running through a residential area, through the backyards of middle class homes. Not one of those dreams where you desperately try to run, only to find your legs paralyzed- no. I ran at high speeds, deftly around trees and over lawn chairs. I got the feeling I was running from something when I came across a barking dog that looked vicious. Then decided to climb a fence. As I climbed this wooden fence it became unnaturally long- the more I climbed, the longer it got. Finally uptop of it and looked down about stories to the barking dog. Afraid to come down, I beckoned the middle aged woman who lived in the house I was near to help me onto a ledge. She did, though she hestiated at first. I was invited into the house. Found the beginnings of a party going on- reminiscent of an ice cream social. People trickeled in. A woman my age came in the door and we started to make out in the kitchen. Strange because the kitchen and the entire layout of the house reminded me of a house I had been in before and know that I had dreamed about this...archetype of a house before. Last thought to go through my mind was if it was in poor taste to make out with this woman in the home of the lady who saved me from the dog.