We all huddled around each other in the cold while the police officer took a statement. “These roads are pretty treacherous out tonight...” the officer stated, jotting down some notes into a small pad of paper. “Were you all speeding?” “No,” I stated. “We were going the speed limit but we must have hit some black ice on this turn. It sent us right off the road.” The officer looked at me with a suspicious expression. “Were you driving this vehicle, young. I had forgotten that it was Saturday. Not a problem, we were there for the hike, to enjoy the outdoors and to see the waterfalls.Yet, as we walked the desire grew between my legs again. I had worn a pair of yoga pants that gave him a view of my ass anytime the trail narrowed and he had to walk behind me single file. I had also chosen a tank top and sports bra combination that created ample amount of cleavage for the viewing.Men hiking past us couldn’t resist taking a peek at me. Their desire. I showered and shaved my face and head. Dusted myself off with Calvin Klein’s Eternity cologne. Selected a slate gray shirt to go with my navy blue slacks. Opted for black laced wing tips and a tie. I always try to give off a professional look when seeing escorts. For one thing, I’m an African-American. Perception is everything. I’m not a rapper or a thug. I know that even though our president is of the same race; negative connotations are still prevalent of us even though we're in the 21st. Iwore a bit more makeup than usual but I think I still looked fresh andcasual.He buzzed me. When he walked in the door I couldn't believe it. Did heever clean up good! Apparently he thought I did too."Carli, you look fantastic! I mean you looked pretty before but wow!" Look who's talking. Mr. Fixit goes to Hollywood!" Well thank you, Carli, that nice of you to say. I don't go out much." Me neither."I took his arm and he led me, not to his truck, but a real nice-lookingluxury car. I'd.