At the next apartment complex, the office manager was on the phone and signing a lease with a customer at the same time. “Here,” she said, “tak... the key to 1013, look around, and meet me here in 15 minutes.” She tossed me the keys and we left the office. The apartment was in the middle of the complex. It was a one-bedroom on the second floor. I opened the door and followed Tracey inside. “This is nice. I really like this,” she said, walking around the living area and kitchen. “This is a. “Back in the day, dad would come in the door at six pm, saying, ‘Susan, I’m home, ‘ and then sat down to watch ABC Nightly News with that Canadian guy ... Peter Jennings. After that, we would sit together around the dinner table and talk about our day.”“We did pretty much the same thing, except my dad watched NBC News,” I said back to him.“BZZZZZZ!”“I’ll get it,” Dianne said.She came back into the room with two big boxes and two little boxes on top, setting it down on the coffee table. Larry. She wanted a climax to be definitely on its way before the doors were opened, her body already showing the signs of irreversible arousal. She would show everyone what a wanton and sexy woman she could be. It was a shame that Jason couldn't be here to see just what he was missing.Suddenly she giggled as the thought flashed through her mind that maybe he was there, standing behind the closed door waiting to see the girl inside revealed. How would he react to seeing her there, in all her naked. You know, when you walked past me on the plane I hoped we would meet again. I felt an inexplicable connection." "I was drawn to you as well." she replied, "There was something in your eyes and your smile that attracted me." Now we were close to each other, fingers gently caressing hands on the table as soft music swirled seductively about us. Thank goodness it was New Orleans and 1997, where a white man and a black woman quietly becoming intimate with each other are less likely to draw.