To plume up my will in double knavery

I'm even stupid in my own dreams. I ruined what should have been a totally erotic dream with my own stupidity.

I was a 16th century Earl and this super-hot peasant girl came to my manor to beseech my protection, and I was too smurfing stupid to capitalise on the situation.

Seriously, she was sending out signals left right and center. All the sidelong glances, fiddling with her hair when she talked to me, saying that she'd do anything for protection. Anybody would ...