Remember the dream you had ages ago... you locked eyes as she stepped off the train. Her silky hair billowed in the breeze, your gaze caught the sparkle in her eyes. You were almost carried away in the story waiting to be told. At that moment the bell tolled, she glanced down and your eyes trailed the exposed curve of her neck, so feminine and impossibly graceful. In your next breath you knew what had been missing from your life; an uncomplicated afternoon with a beautiful woman. The stress of the world melted away. She was your fountain of youth. You caught a faint scent in the air, something light, with a musky finish. You could almost feel the warmth of her silky skin softening under your touch, the buttery caress of her dress gliding through your fingers. Your head cleared its haze, your eyes focused, and you realize it wasn't a dream after all...