..needing to catch her before she reaches her vehicle and is gone.When I've closed the distance to 15 feet or so I stop and say "Excuse me Miss. You l...ok incredibly familiar to me...have we met?"I keep my distance, not wanting to give her any reason to be alarmed or afraid.She turns, her face brightening into a smile that I've seen before. "it's possible...I'm, ummm, on the internet a bit." and it hits me. It's a woman I've followed and lusted after online for months! Perhaps best known for. She thanked me and placed the money in the cash drawer before following me outside, chatting quietly about nothing as we walked.At the corner of the building, where a narrow drive led to parking in the rear of the building, was a sign on a hinge. It said 'Walk in Haircuts Welcome' and was her way of letting male customers know she was present and working. The others worked only by appointment and only on women, with rather substantial penalties for no-shows, but while the others were. " What? Why not?" Because my love, my family, and my career are all tied to television. It's silly not to become as good at it as I can be," I said. I smiled at her and was shocked to see tears running down her face."You're giving up chemistry?" she wailed. "But you love chemistry." Yeah. And I think I'll probably have some interesting experiments to run—in the kitchen." But I feel like we forced you to abandon the career you always dreamed of. I feel terrible." I don't want you to feel. I ask her the plans for the day. She did not have any, hence I ask her to get ready as we will be going out for dinner in an half an hour and she came out of her room. The moment I glanced at her and I was spell bound. She was looking gorgeous in white saree with backless blouse and in limited ornaments. She asked me as how she is looking. I just uttered, my dream queen and she laughed. We went out, I opened the car gate for her and she sat on the front seat. She asked me as what I said really.