There once was a Woman who always wore a red dress every time that she went out. She always caught somebody's eye every where she went when she was out and about. One day she caught my eye and yes I had a look at her. When she came walking over to me and asked me for a cigarette and wouldn't you know it I wasn't "out" I gave her the cigarette and a light and I looked at her in the eyes and she asked me "are you alright ?" and with the distraction only her I don't remember saying two words. I gave a nod and she said "alright" she stood and smoked standing next to me I didn't feel alright. I asked her name and she said "Gwen" then she asked me for the time and I said it's ten. I asked her if she had any plans and she said "no, I don't why ?" and I asked her if she was alright. She said yes, I'm fine and with me being distracted by her beauty I asked her for a date and we went out that night. All went nice and good and everything went right I even made the mistake of inviting her over to my place the following month one day and she said "okay" I waited for her and after the longest while she came to my place in a red dress and she had a smile. I opened the door and said "hello" and invited her in. I won't get into details but I got to see her again.