The magnificent convertible was a pure wonder. With its curved lines, its majestic allure and extraordinary power, it couldn’t pass un-noticed.
It was a real luxury car, but Carlos Pereyra had the means. The most beautiful woman of high society fought for his company. He preferred redheads with long hair and well-developed chests. That particular day, the top model most in vogue at the moment, was at his side. He had everything to be happy.
Suddenly the alarm rang with a deafening noise. Carlos awoke abruptly and looked at his watch and began to dress saying to himself, that perhaps with a little chance, he’ll have the same dream the following night.