Precious Condoms

I was playing cards with someone on a table, on a railroad track, at a crossroads in the middle of nowhere. Then we saw a mine cart with a woman in it moving down the tracks toward us, and a dog ran up to say hello to us. I slapped down my cards and told the stranger I was playing with that we should go on an adventure and invite that woman and bring the dog, he said sure.

When the woman got to us, she was obviously homeless and we asked if she wanted to go into town with us because we have a cute dog. She said sure and started showing us the items she she had on her. She had a used muffin liner that she kept a few coins and unwrapped condoms in. I asked her why they were unwrapped and she said it was so they can fit in the liner. She only had a few but they were precious to her even though she'd sleep with anyone as long as they used a condom. We didn't ask any more questions and got into the car and started driving

She started telling us about all the sexual experiences she had lately, and saying whether or not they were worth the use of a precious condom or not. But in my dream they played out as third person flashbacks of us watching her having sex with her narrating the experience, which were usually just them in missionary saying "wow this was not worth a condom."