When a woman has all the attributes that make a man lose his mind, all it takes is one conversation to make it all worthwhile. What I mediocrely began with the bias of promiscuity ended in a short conversation about baroque music. It had the lightness of a Vivaldian second movement. Sensuality was in her gaze and in the quick provocation that she, generously, suddenly threw at me. I felt almost flattered, but rationality reminded me that this was an interaction between strangers. I left naturally without knowing her. And it wasn't necessary. The amount of woman I saw and read before my eyes was enough to flood my body and soul with an orgasmic sensation. Hosanna...