The other night, I dreamed that I stood on the beach of a lush and beautiful tropical island. Barefoot, wearing a green T-shirt and tan cargo shorts, with a gentle breeze caressing my face, the sun's warmth on my body, and the sweet fragrance of tropical plants and flowers in the air. I walked along the beach, hearing the cries of native birds and the murmuring of the surf rolling up to the shore. At one point, I stopped just enjoying the sights and sounds of this piece of paradise.
I then heard a young woman's voice, singing a sweet song. I looked around and saw a beautiful dark-skinned woman sitting on an aqua-and-white beach towel under a brightly colored beach umbrella. She smiled at me and gestured for me to come closer. She had long, dark hair, sunglasses, a trim body, an intricate tattoo on her womb, and was completely naked.
"Darling, what took you so long?" she said in a sweet dulcet voice. "I was afraid I'd never be able to meet you." I was about to answer when a loud buzzing noise startled me and...
I woke up, hearing the alarm clock's insistent buzzing. I reached over and shut off the alarm. I sat up in bed, puzzling over my dream. It was so incredible and detailed, I imagined I could still faintly hear the surf. Then I looked at the night table next to the bed. A brightly-colored travel brochure lay open... 
