Dreamt my dream girl?

I have a unique ability to both have very vivid dreams, and to have great recall. Going to sleep for me is similar to watching a movie, or perhaps playing a computer game. Last night I had a big catch-up sleep, and slept for almost 11hrs. The dream I had was so long, real, and moving, that I feel the need to write about it. (Of note, everyone in the dream was 'made up'. Also I cannot remember any of the names.)

It started with a visit to a very distant 'relative' for lack of better word. His father was the ex-husband of my non-blood related aunt. (I don't know how I knew this, I just did). We were talking and waiting for his sisters to arrive. A car eventually pulled up outside the house, and we went to great them. The two girls got out of the car, and immediately I had an attraction the the elder of the two. The looked nothing alike, the younger was a blonde 'pornstar' type, whereas the brunette was taller, thin, athletic type build.

What followed in the dream were what can only be described as a series of dates with the brunette. They were a string of jump cuts; dinner at a pub, walking together down a hill in a cityscape, having dinner at a house together, going to a reptile park together... where a fire broke out in the computer library I had to put out (?!)...

It was the final 'date' sequence that was interesting. We were on a long jetty over a lake so large I couldn't see the opposite side. For some reason, we had driven our car right onto the jetty to the very end. As we were sitting there, the jetty gave way under the car, and it into the lake. I said "hang on a minute" and proceed to use magic to levitate the car out of the lake, shrink the car to the size of a matchbox, and fix the jetty.

My brunette looked at me and was not scared or surprised.
I told her "I felt your magical as well".
She said "I am, but I don't think I'm as powerful as you".
I replied, "I can stop time".
I now saw her face take a surprised look. I took her hand, and stopped time. Everything froze save the two of us. Than I changed the lake into a field of wheat, and we went for a walk along the top of it.

The final jump cut was in a mixed company of other friends and relatives and what not. My brunette girl and I hadn't 'come out' yet to everyone else, and she was being pressured about "who are you seeing at the moment". She was toying with her answers, saying there were a "few people on the radar".
I pressured her. "Is there one you've been spending a lot of time with lately"
"Yes" she slyly grinned back.
"And is there one you went on a long walk with in farmland"
"Well, yes", cheeks now turning a red.
"And is that one that's the most important. The one that..." she interputs
"That I love."

And than she smiles at me. This time, not of slyness or to toy, but of love. The room was crowded with noise and chatter, but it all went dull whilst I looked at her. In that instance I felt love in my dream as strong or as real as I do here in reality.

I woke at that point. In the haze just after waking, with my dream still flooding my head, all I wanted to do was sleep again. I wanted my brunette girl. My dream girl.