He saw the pretty, purple-haired young woman he had been thinking about all day. Voluptuous, voluminous violet locks framed a beautiful face, bangs curving outward in a cute crescent shape, sweeping the sides of her forehead and ending just above her thin eyebrows, below which big, brown eyes looked lovingly at him. Her sweet smile–perhaps the sweetest he had ever seen–welcomed him to whatever world this was.
“Would you like to become with me?” she asked softly and seductively in a beautiful, breathy contralto, as if asking her lover an intimate question. “To be of one mind and body?” Her eyebrows jumped suggestively. “It could be really, really nice.”