Soaking in a perfumed bubble bath that night I found myself thinking about Yvonne and the way she had looked at me. Our eyes had met only briefly but there had been a bit of a spark there, a connection so to speak. I was a bit mystified. I put on my pink satin chemise and went to bed.

I had just closed my eyes when I saw Yvonne in a black tuxedo. I was wearing a pink wide skirted floor length evening gown and pink stiletto heels. We began dancing around the ballroom while a large crowd watched. It was one of those dreams you never wanted to end, I woke up early but when I went back to sleep the dream did not return.