It was nearly midnight, and after all the coffee I'd had to keep awake behind the wheel, I really needed to pee. It was one of those burst-your-bladde... types of feelings. When the rest stop came into view, it was a godsend. I pulled into the dimly-lit parking area, noted that it looked reasonably safe, especially for a strapping young man like me, and crawled painfully out of the car. The slam of the door seemed to echo through the night, easily overpowering the low rumble of a diesel engine. I'll deal with it. When can I start?"I smiled at her eagerness and said, "It could be three to six weeks. We're waiting for the house to be furnished and decorated."Her face fell. But I've already come up with a solution to her pending eviction. I squeezed her hand and said, "It's okay. I've moved in with my fiancé. My apartment is furnished and available. You can live there until we move to the house."She sat there, crying quietly again, too stunned to speak for moment. I said, "Don't get. “His name is Ethan, and you know the best part? He isn’t with anyone” Gina said.“Wait. Mr. Hunk is by himself? There’s a story to be told somewhere with that. What man comes on a cruise, especially who looks like that, alone?” Heather asked.“I don’t know, nor do I care. But if he is single, and wants to mingle, I’m all for that. Unless.. You have eyes for him, like you did on the plane.” Gina said in a joking fashion.“I didn’t have eyes for him. He is cute, yes, but I didn’t make any ga ga eyes. Little did I know there was this beautiful girl who looked Spanish from where I was sitting. She was staring at me like she wanted me. I smiled at her to let her know I was friendly. She smiled back and winked at me. All of a sudden she got up with her drink and started to walk over and sat down next to me. She had long dark brown hair with tanned skin. Her ass was somewhat bigger than mine. She wore leather pants which I loved on her. Her tits had to be like a size D cup. She looked like a.