First time since she caught me stroking myself into her bikini she didn't left me one to cum all over. I realized it was alright, I didn't seem to be ...s horny tonight. Maybe it was because I would be leaving soon. The next day, I slept in really late, which is not like me to do. I got up and went for a run. I needed to burn some of this depression I was feeling about going back to base after having such a nice vacation. I ran about seven miles and came in through the back yard to my side. Then I'll take you shopping, to get the essentials, and THEN I'll take you home." You're taking me to your house?" His voice rose. "Isn't that a little dangerous?"She looked over at him. Her hair covered her right eye, but the other one seemed to bore into his insides. "And why would it be dangerous?" she asked. "You said yourself, you're not a mobster." Well I'm not," he said. "But we just met. You're being awfully trusting." If I find out I can't trust you, I'll just cut your balls off," she. What am I doing? What have I become? Isn't this why you came to the Waffle House tonight, to see this man? What were you hoping for? Why hesitate now, you little slut? "Now that we are here what would you like to talk about?" "Let's start with how your breasts would look outside of your shirt and in my hands. You are so fucking sexy. You like my touch? Do you like the way my fingers graze the soft skin of your shoulders? You have nice shoulders. Do you workout? Mmm, you taste and smell nice.. Mel got hit on a couple of times, as did I, but being a stranger I waskind of looked at with a certain amount of reserve.As I mentioned earlier in the story Melissa is a cab driver, about late30's early 40's she has shoulder length honey blond hair (dyed like mostwomen) she has a pleasant face, with a cute nose and full lips, her faceis showing the wrinkles of most women, crows feet around the eyes and afew laughter lines, her body is trim, large breasts and hips (she has twokids and no.