Hi. How are you, a stranger asks flirtatiously. I look up from the ground to see her smiling at me. Her flowing blonde hair is just touching her shoulders.

Without thinking I lean forward and kiss her. My lips part when I feel her tongue on my upper lip. As our tongues perform a rhythmic ballet I feel her hands on my waistshe pulls me in against her body. I bring my hands up, placing one on her lower back and the other on the back of her neck. Our tongues still mingling in the intensity of the moment I find it hard to pull away. Suddenly, she pulls back and asks if Id like to take this somewhere else.

My head is spinning, my desire is burning from deep within my chest, and my mouth is watering at the thought of our recent kiss. Yes, I hear my voice reply in a whisper. Without another word, she leads me to a bright red Monte Carlo. Parked under a street lamp, the cars body acts like a mirror as we walk up to it. She unlocks the car with the touch of a button and opens the passenger door for me. I slide into the plush leather seat and wait for her to close my door and step around to the drivers side. She gets in the car and leans over planting another kiss on my already moistened lips. Giving me a quick smile, she starts the engine and pulls out.

Is there any place in particular youd like to goor should I just choose?

I dont care. Again, I hear my voice, but Im not sure where its coming from.

After a brief ten minute drive we pull into a gated complex and she parks in a numbered spaceshe must have assigned parking. I feel my hands beginning to tremble. Again, she opens the door for me, this time extending her hand to help me out of the car. As I stand up, she stays where she is and encloses me in the triangle of the car, the door, and her body. Gazing into her eyes I can see the desireI know what she wantsI want the same thing. Suddenly, she leans in and kisses me for the third time in a half hour. She takes my hand and, closing the car door, she leads me to her apartment.