Moments flying through the timeline...
She wore one of those long skirts with knee length slits in the side that lit up her legs just right. Her top was a flesh type color, and in the right light, it almost looked like she wasn't wearing anything at all. That night I sat there staring at her, as images of a future possible relationship passed in front of my mind. I hadn't even gone up to ask her name, and already I was wondering if we might get married.