Was it right from the start? Seeing my long, lithe body framed in the doorway? That first smile of recognition, when my face lights up from seeing you? Perhaps it was later, as we relaxed with drinks that my conversation and flirtatious ways put you under a spell. You felt your cares and nerves melt away as my warmth and sensuality took over.

Perhaps it was that first kiss, or the way we lingered over it, turning one into many? Maybe it was the way our passion built, our fires stoked until giant roaring flames threatened to consume us both. Surely such ardent and erotic embraces found you slipping, falling, diving eagerly and head-first into my thrall.

Or was it not until afterwards, maybe even much later, when thinking back on our amorous adventures that you realize it. Something reminds you of our time together, perhaps you catch a few notes of a sultry song, or catch a glimpse of a tall blonde walking just a few steps ahead of you. As she turns, you find yourself holding your breath... Is it? Could it be? It isn't, but just the thought is enough to ignite your yearning fervor. You find yourself reaching for your phone, sending a message just to see if I might be free. Maybe it was then that you knew that you had fallen for me.