In the quiet of her office, a raven-haired beauty lets her mind wander. She imagines herself, a seductive vixen in a red dress, walking into a dimly lit bar. Every eye is on her as she saunters up to the counter, ordering a drink with a sultry smile. A mysterious stranger approaches, his eyes locked onto hers. He leans in, his breath hot on her neck, "You're not from around here, are you?" she feels his hand on her thigh, slowly inching up her skirt, her heart races as she loses herself in this lunchtime fantasy.