Post screening, I tried two meetings at the Four Seasons' bar in SF, but one fellow was too young and overly aggressive (even with coaching from me...... and the other fellow, an Indian chap, took to groping Patty's ass while we were all at the bar. Clearly, way too aggressive. One of my first responses, though, came from "Gerald", who told me that he was black, younger (38), hung (8"+) and ready to have some fun. It turned out with schedules that we first arranged to meet in Chicago just. This the waitress took without saying a word, though I could tell the young lady was wounded. I felt bad for her. As the evening wound down, everybody got ready to bounce. June and her friends were going to a casino in the nearby City of Gatineau, Province of Quebec. I had to work as overnight Security for a twenty-four-seven grocery store on nearby Rideau Street. We walked out, June gave me the briefest of hugs then took off. She got into a cab with her girlfriends and her Arab girlfriend’s. "Cripes, get a room, would you two?" said Jesse in mock disgust.I grinned. "I'd like to," I said.In fact, I was ready to blow off dinner and grab a cab back to the hotel with my Luscious. Patience, I reminded myself. Good things come to those who wait. Admirable sentiment, but difficult to do. Still, I waited.We all ordered, and Kayla and I spent the next hour in communion with our friends around the table. Even as anxious as I was, I found myself really enjoying the time we spent together, my. She had no idea how it had happened but she found herself with her suitcase away from the crowd in the arms of the man of her dreams. He had found her in the throng of people with no difficulty at all. He could pick out her bright red hair from a mile away. She was everything he had expected. Slightly on the shorter side of life, she fit perfectly in his arms. She wasn’t supermodel beautiful but he preferred her attitude to the superficial “beautiful people”. In any case she was stunning to him.