Dreams
Part 1
She longed to touch it, to run her fingers through that luxurious crimson hair. She had felt like this since their first meeting. That red hair was irresistible. Never a strand out of place, never frayed, it was perfect. She imagined his hair would be silky soft. She loved the way it framed his face. The way his bangs would often hide his eyes, another feature of his she loved and couldn't get enough of. She imagined herself in his embrace, running her fingers through his hair as he ravished her mouth with kisses. But this was just a fantasy she knew nothing would ever come of it and accepted that face. But a girl could dream couldn't she?