circa. 1975 … San Francisco, CA

He had seen her around California multiple times. He had never had a chance to speak with her until the day before. He finally managed to catch her before she could disappear again.

To him, she was the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, and he’s seen a lot of them.

After that brief meeting, she disappeared. He was going insane not being able to know her name, hear her voice, see her.

As he walked around Market Square, San Francisco, California… he was deep in thought. It was getting dark and it was starting to rain.

He looked up towards the sky to watch the raindrops fall. From the corner of his eye he saw her, standing in her underwear. She was looking down at him from a hotel window.

It took one look from her before he was running to the hotel lobby and into the elevator. She had been on the top floor, the room furthest down the hall. He’d never run so fast in his life.

The door was unlocked when he got to it. He opened it and there she stood, still in her underwear, waiting for him.