"I never liked winter. Too cold, too windy, too rainy, too dark. She had different opinion though. Soon after we finished our drinks, she drove me to her place. We took the wooden stair to the second floor. She was going first (probably in purpose) so I could see her perfect figure, which was wrapped in this beautiful black dress. We reached her door, took out her keys from her small purse & unlocked the door. The smell of her apartment was a mixture of vanilla, cinnamon & exotic incense, exactly like her perfume. She removed her shoes & stayed barefooted. She told me to have a drinks & put a record on the turntable till she's back. Whisky served & music was on, like me. I made myself comfortable on the couch & then, she came back, wearing only a shirt. Her silky legs were exposed same as my mind. She came closer and started opening her shirt..... I woke up early in the morning, dressed up and left. I don't remember her apartment but now I know, why winters are always dark."
