"The dream is always the same..."

The ultimate outcall just popped into my head. As a (thankful) teen of the 80's, one of THE flicks of that decade was "Risky Business," a fav of mine to this day. Brings me back so much. For those of you who are familiar with the "introduction of Lana," my dream outcall would include the following:

My gorgeous voluptuous invitee, Lana, lets herself in...fashionably late. Wind whistling outside, leaves rustling. I have Tangerine Dream's "Lana" playing in the background, of course. (I have the out-of-print German-made soundtrack cd with Tangerine Dream, Prince, Jeff Beck, Muddy Waters, Journey, etc...) I gradually awaken from the front door creaking shut. As my eyes focus in the dark house, Lana's hour-glass silhouette appears from around the living room corner. She floats across the room (*envelope waiting for her)...then softly, seductively asks, "Are you ready for me, Ralph?" (Real name is Joel...remember?) I slowly stand up in awe and move towards her, my heart racing...I embrace her from behind, caressing her taught curves. Lana turns to meet my lips as if two long lost lovers have found each other again, kissing in desperation. I slip her sheer dress over her gentle frame and soft hair, her statuesque bare curves lit only by the window's moonlight. We'll take our time moving to my stairs...then to the recliner in my den. (See the movie again if you haven't recently.)

Lucky us...no director to yell, "cut!!!" Then we'll add a scene in my bedroom.