" . . . Now, imagine you were sitting comfortably on a chair in the middle of the room with the lights dim, candles aflame, and soft music swimming through the room. You hear the faint sounds of heels slowly walking down the hall. The clacks getting louder and louder until you lay your eyes upon a golden brown-skinned, stardust shimmery Goddess emerging from the darkness like a firefly in the night sky. . . .she slowly walks toward you and you watch with anticipation and lustful eyes, enticed by the purple flowing and laced lingerie that hugs her voluptuous cursive frame, her G-string that seems to be swallowed by her thick and plump ass when she bends over, and the long heels that matches her outfit with gold dust glittering all over her naked body that danced with the lights wherever she moved. . . She became his living fantasy by walking in . . . "