"I don't know, it looks a bit too soft, I'm looking for something more sturdy" I responded as he handed me his jacket. He then picked up one of the bi...er jackets I had been trying on, pulling it up over his muscled shoulders, only zipping it halfway still showing off his sizable pecs. As I started pulling it on I noticed that most of the leather smell I had been feeling before came from this jacket, mingled with another smell of sweat and musk, normally the scent of other men is not very. At first she looked at me kind of funny. I told her itwas for my girlfriend. I think she bought that and told me she wanted$10.00 for it. I bought it and a few other dresses from her and wenthome. I was in heaven.The first thing I did was took my new clothes out of the bag and spreadthem all out on my bed. I was kind of bummed when I noticed that my Santadress didn't come with a Santa hat. Oh well I had the rest of the outfit,and for ten bucks I made out like a bandit. Before I tried on my. Either way, around 1am I decided to call an Uber to go home. My date didn’t like that too much. I was waiting in the parking lot and of course my date was trying to get me to stay (for sex I’m assuming) so when my Uber pulled up I quickly got in and told him to hurry and leave. It was funny and we both were laughing about it because my date was visibly mad. He introduced himself and then asked if it was a mad boyfriend or just another drunk guy. I told him it was a bad date. He went on to ask. Her one arm around Derek’s shoulder while the other rubs his erect penis, her breath warm with delicious insults upon his ear, she seems at the same time as intent and as carefree as someone who has, within the craziness of the situation, found a sense of belonging. How curious, thinks Ruiz, and turns to Naea. For a while she continues to look on, transfixed – a curious gleam in her eyes that surrenders something close to lust.“Oh, it’s you,” says Naea with a start.“Yeah…um… who else would it.