Hall had spent the next day thinking he’d he’d had one of those incredible, once-in-a-lifetime experiences that so many men fantasized about, but ...ew actually got to experience. When Cat and Casey showed up together at his door the next night and kept coming back at the next convention, Hall thought he was in the running for “luckiest bastard ever born.”At the end of the second convention, Cat pointed out that she and Hall both lived in LA and suggested they should get together some time. “Some. It's still glowing from radiation after nearly forty years. And I bet that's what they said in India, Kyrgyzstan and the Ukraine before that." It's different this time," said another man who was standing several people behind in the queue. "The Americans have got more missiles than the rest of the world put together. It's the one thing the yanks were good at building. Now they're pointing them at each other instead of at the Russkies or the Chinese or the Iranians." Let's hope some of them are. Barns’ knocks on the door and they rush to make last minute touches. I move away and look at myself in the mirror as they move from the room. I grab a thin black robe from the hanger on the closet door and slip into it. There is a soft knock at my door. We’ll have an hour and a half to get to know each other before we start filming. “Come in,” I call, tying the robe in front. My jaw drops when the door opens. A tall man with dark skin walks in. He’s wearing dark jeans that hang off of his. Something about her just made my penis tingle. She was a mature lady wearing a black coat, red blouse, short black skirt, her legs were clad in nylon and she wore heels. She was just so sexy.I pretended to view bread products whilst I ogled her. She reached up for something on the top shelf and I got a wonderful look at her legs. It was hold ups she was wearing and I felt myself harden."Excuse me."Damn she noticed me looking. What could I say to get out of this."Can you get that loaf of seeded.