All I know is that I’ve got needs. Strong, womanly needs; and it looks to me like Danny might just be the guy who will be able to fill those needs ...hile I’m in this town. I call him back over to my end of the bar even though my drink is still practically full. I decide my best course of action is just to get him talking and see what I can find out. I start with the classic, “So, Danny, you from around here?” I’m immediately humiliated as I hear the phrase exit my mouth. It sounded so much. I had beenexpecting room service, so I just opened the door and there he was. Himand this other man, a colossal black man with more muscles than even thewere's half-breed form. The black man was carrying a large duffel bag, andboth walked in like they owned the place.As they walked in, I just said, "How did you find me?"He smiled. "We are connected, my child. I will always know where youare." He nodded his head at the window and the black man went over andthrew the curtains open.I wanted. She is 23 years old, with a good body shape of 32c-30-34. She is fair in color and about 2’’ shorter than me.Beginning- Now without wasting any further time let’s jump to the story. So all this started about a month ago. I got a text on Google Hangouts stating nice story. I responded as I respond to any of my readers with a thank you and asked for her suggestions and areas for improvement.She gave me some suggestions which I am going to follow in this story. Our conversation went on for about. "Fuck if I know." she said. "But Ithink I was supposed to be back at school two days ago. Hey, you want to getsomething to eat? April and Jan and me want to go down to Simon's and get somecrab. Jan knows some waiter down there who'll give us a deal.." I don't know." Ashley said. the truth was, she wantedto go some place quiet and try and figure out what was happening, but she hadno idea where she was staying. It dawned on her now that she'd been on a hugebender, drink almost constantly, drunk.