Later that day he contacted the woman, she did seem a bit vague but said that she would be ready for the following Monday. "I hope so", he muttered as...he hung up. "Once before I was asked to pick an individual up and had to wait, the idiot had forgotten, so much for fucking modern technology". After disengaging the phone conversation he thought he would check the terrain, just to make sure he knew where to go. The street he did know, but what was the traffic like and what about parking for time. The guy put on his blinker. Monet followed him into the parking lot of a grocery store.“What’s up,” Monet asked.“I seen you in da barbershop,” the mature man smiled revealing a good tooth.“Cool!”“Where you headed?”“Home.”“Where yo’ man at?”“Huh?”“I know you got a man wit’ all dat ass!”“I’m single.”“Damn! You want a man?”“I’m open to it.”“You know I’m a boi, right!”“Yeah! But you got one helluva ass.”“I can get us a room if you wanna chill.”“I live alone. You can come to my place.”“Where you. Sliding her hands down the length of her tanned body, Donna converged on the sparse patch of pubic hair between her legs. She rubbed the bar of soap up and down, bringing a soft sigh to her lips.It was almost as if she had forgotten Dick’s presence. He on the other hand could in no way ignore hers. Robin was certain that if he so much as touched his cock, he would explode instantly and cover the tile wall with his seed.Donna finally took note of Dick’s erection and simply said. “That must be. He looked powerfully built but he was not the sort of man she would typically be attracted to. She could feel his almost predatory stares on her body and felt as if he was undressing her with his eyes. Normally she would be creeped out by such a man but there was something almost dangerous about him that excited her. Feeling naughty, she turned around to afford him an unobstructed view of her behind. Then dropping her cocktail napkin, she bent over in a very unladylike manner to pick it up.