Taylor St. Claire has been my go-to-girl for years. She is a classic beauty with feet to die for. I have lusted for so many years over her but never thought I would ever actually meet Taylor so when I read that she would be appearing at a comic book convention in my hometown my heart stopped. I had to meet her and as the date drew closer I became more ambitious. This would be my one and only chance to meet her so I had to make the most of it. Meeting aylor was no longer enough anymore; I needed Tayor and meant to make her mine.
Taylor seemed bored as she sat at the fold-out table in her corner of the convention center.Ocassionally a fan or two would step up and actually talk to her but most were too nerdy to even consider speaking to a girl.
As soon as I spotted Taylor I made my way directly to her. I extended my hand and told my dreamgirlwhat a pleasure it was to meet her and asked if she would pose for a photo for me. Taylor smiled and took my hand. Hers was so soft and when she touchedme I thought about how soft her soles must be and what a pleasure it would be to kiss them.
As she steeped from behind the table and placed her hand on her hip the camera flash caught her by surprise and blinded Taylor briefly. In the split-seconds that followed Taylor's mind was completely blank and totally impressionable. The camera I had designed hypnotized the subject just long enough to give them a direction. I told Taylor my address and to meet me there after the convention.
Taylor closed her eyes and regained her focussed. She thanked me for coming and took her seat behind the table.
I raced home and waited for my dreamgirl to arrive. A few hours later the doorbell rand and a clearly

Taylor was at my doorstep.
"Do I know you," she asked. "I've never been here before but feel like I know you."
I know you Taylor and have something for you," I said. I led Taylor to a glass table in the center of my living room. On it sat a silver cigarette cate that protected a very special pack of cigarettes.
"These belong to you," I told Taylor. "But I don't smoke," Taylor began to say as the camera flash caught her eye.
"You do now," I informed my beautiful new dreamgirl.
I have to work now but will finish this up later. Thanks for running this contest T. You've got me thinking about what my fantasy video with you would be like and it's been fun dreaming this up.
Van Taylor's Marc.