..." "Yes?" " Do you have it buttoned all the way?" I asked, torturing myself as I saw her house in the distance. " Not all of them." I shifted again ...n my seat and pulled into her driveway. " Alexiandra?" " Yes?" " Meet me at the door." He bit my lip as I threw off my seat belt, turned off the car and climbed out. I shut my phone and practically ran up the steps to the door. I saw the door open, and she stepped out and leaned against the door frame. I look her up and down from her long brown. ...tryi was getting drunk and wanted to smoke with him real badwhen the night end I waited outside nervous smoking a cigarette and it became evident i was going to be on my knees trying it when I saw one of the girl he was with pass by me she smile and look at me''enjoy it Mike is a nice guy, he loves white guy''i was speechless she was imitating her sucking a cock , looking at me look awayshe giggle and leftMike got out''sorry shes a good friend she....well she knows''i walk silent to his. This was the only thing that really got Beckys attention. Soon they were back outside and getting in the car. A few blocks down the road Trip had Becky once again expose herself, but he also reached into the little space behind his seat and pulled out a wrapped package. Becky took it a little bit surprised, though inside she wondered if this gift was going to be like the one she received earlier. Unwrapping it Becky found a nondescript long box. Trip nodded and she opened it. Her instinct was. The shirt made our little rendezvous obvious to even the most innocent onlooker, and I didn’t want to advertise. The coast was clear and so was the elevator as I headed to my room. Finding number 408 only took a minute, and I entered to find my bags waiting for me. I pulled out some clothes for the evening, a favourite tailored black suit with a clean white shirt. It was the one I always turned to when heading out to a fine restaurant, although of recent that had been all too rare. I got my.