Not sure how old she was, but she drove a little red Corvette and wore a raspberry beret. Oh yeah, I remember now: she had the cutest jersey on, it was made of pink cashmere. When I saw her, I just told her I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world. She gave me a kiss and said: "Let's go crazy!"
So we did. We went uptown, where she took me to Alphabet Street. I think the place was called Paisley Park. She was one sexy dancer! When the night wore on, I was getting more and more worked up, you know. So I just plain told her: "I wanna be your lover." She could have been mad, you know, but she just said: "Take me with u." So I did.
Back at my place, she said: "Do me, baby. Do it all night!" She proved to be insatiable, and she drove me pretty much delirious. She had such a dirty mind!
However, when we woke up in the morning, she became more serious. She said: "We gotta stop messin' about." She told me about her husband, and how this would be scandalous and might be the cause of much controversy. I told her I understood. As a matter of fact, I distinctly remember saying: "I could never take the place of your man!"
Oh, right. I think it was 1999.