That did not just happen. Finally, Nick felt his erection get soft and he breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God. Thank God. Get soft. Please get soft. ...his was probably the first time in his whole life that he wished an erection would just go away without the help of masturbation or a hot chick and he was sure that when he looked back at this moment, he'd laugh about it. Bullshit, he thought. This will never be funny to me. Ever. The smell of cinnamon scented air freshener floated into his nose. She starts moving in his direction, approaching the car. "Mike! Is that you?" Dave's wondering for a minute whether or not to say something or speed away. "Mike?" she asks leaning over and touching the car. Dave's controls his panic and returns her inquiry."No, it's not Mike, my name is D... Jim," Dave responds."Oh sorry, my brother Mike was supposed to pick me up here, I have been waiting for half an hour. I thought you were him," the girl smiles. Dave can tell she is pretty even with the dark. ‘I’m so glad you’re here. Come in, get your bag, come in.’ I was chuckling at her enthusiasm. I was the laughter of relief. Any idea that she might have changed her mind about us vanished in that tumultuous greeting. As I walked up the pathway with her, a woman appeared in the doorway. I made the assumption that it was Vannie’s mother. ‘Hello, Mrs. Wilson. I’m Harry Zheng.’ ‘Hello, Harry. You can call me Mariah. I’ve been looking forward to meeting you,’ she said with a genuine smile and an. “I have to get myself off a lot,” she said softly. “I think about you a lot when I do it. Do you remember that one night when you came to my apartment?”I did. It wasn’t a night I liked to think about. I had had a panic attack and fled her apartment, making up some half-baked story about why I had to leave and barging in on her while she was taking a shower to tell her.“You probably don’t know that I had hoped you would join me in the shower. That you would soap up your hands and run them all.