"her eyes locked to your lips. She leans closer and when you feel her tongue sweeping over the sugar coating of your lower lip you close your eyes and bring your hands to cup her face, granting her tongue an entry, parting your lips just slightly."

Whether or not she knew about all of it from the beginning; it doesn't much matter now...(sic) we've entered a new realm of imagination. Another dimension - a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. We're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. We've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone.