She descended upon me on the sofa as if she floated from her room. I could feel her heart racing when she softly touched me as she sat down. I must say here that this young lady was always a vision to my eyes. Ever since the first time that I laid eyes on her I thought that she is one of the dreamiest sights that I know. After she floated next to me she started telling me her story. I had never had an idea that this is what was in her history. A strange pallor descended upon the room as she spoke. I got the sensation that the color of crimson or purple hung in the air over the scene. The more that she got into her story the weirder got the sensations that I was feeling. You have to remember here that we were in New Orleans. I truly thought that she was just kidding around at first and just "picking" at me. But, the deeper she got into her history, the more I began to realize that she was 100% serious. I was beginning to feel something a little scary in the air.