He only noticed this lady at the large building in which he worked the other day. He noticed her sallow aquiline beauty. But he especially noticed her attire. Always a garment in satin, whether a languidly liquidly shimmering blouse or tantalising soft charmeuse satin skirt. He always froze in wonder a little as her perfumed silken form wafted mesmerizingly by. Just like a regal barque of soothing satin gentleness and serenity upon the sometimes murky and/or turbulent river of daily life. Daily life was indeed getting hard, the threat of job losses all the time. The worry about being next in line to go led to him waking up each morning with tight shoulders of tensed up muscle. He kept wondering what terrors the day may hold. The smiling super rich venture capitalists that had taken over his firm weren’t so terrifying. But they could still hire and indeed FIRE! Her presence somehow insulated him against all this. Read more…