Yes

Everyone else on the street disappears, the only thing I can see is her That flowing hair, those luscious curves hidden beneath her well tailored suit; the sharp snap of her 6 inch heels echoing on the pavement ringing out like beacon compelling me to follow.

I'm shocked when she turns around and walks to me. The sent of her perfume hits me again, those inviting, seducing, suggesting eyes drawing me in. She grabs my hand; her eyes seem to look right into my soul, seeing the inner me, the real me.

She leans in close whispering in my ear