Getting in Trouble

Stacey and I were out in the front yard. I didn't recognize the house, but in my dream it was mine. It looked like a house that might live in Hillcrest (area of Little Rock). It was at an intersection with another street, so there was a stop sign in the corner of the yard. It wasn't too busy of a road, but there was one car in particular that I remember. I was wearing a teeny tiny little skirt, and each time I would go to pick a flower out of the flower bed, this nasty old man in small beat up car would back up (away from the stop sign) in my direction as if he were trying to get a look under my skirt. Well I'd had enough of that- I found a pizza box and hiked it up over my skirt. There! That cardboard was big and ugly, and he wasn't getting ANY view of anything! So a bit later on in the dream (still wearing the cardboard), Stacey and I were on a porch, like the one from the house in "The Notebook" that Noah built. We were going to pick something up and we were kidnapped. I don't remember what happened after that.