I am five foot one and weigh about a hundred pounds. I have been told that I am attractive. This has always been a secret. The way I make it happen is...that I will go on PR/Sales trips for my company. I will stay in a nice hotel, take the big wigs to dinner. When the business is done I will drive across town, book a room in a business class type hotel with a bar in it, put on a dress or skirt without panties and start my quest. I will go into the bar or club, I will get a coke but I will act. "I said, "What, were you sitting at the phone waiting for it to ring?" No, I was just getting ready to pick it up to call you." This must be something really important for you to be so impatient to get hold of me. I hope there isn't anything wrong. Is Sandy all right?" It's not an emergency, I just need to talk to you about something" Okay, what's on you mind?" I can't talk about this on the phone Jack"."Do you want to come over here of should I come over there?" I would rather meet at O'Shae's. She then drove off fast. When I ran to the back of the house, Rashad was gone. He had gone inside, and I was immediately in shock at the way he treated her. I was also tremendously turned on, but I almost did not want to admit that to myself.After that night, I began to see Rashad in a whole new light. I began to look out my front window for him to arrive home and I would make some excuse to run out to my car to say "hello" to him. He never returned more than a "hey" each time I tried to get to. The bartender, another twenty-something-hottie and a friend of my Kristie, arrived with her drink and slipped away with the gorgeous brunette’s cash.“Hi,” the brunette returned and looked away. She picked up her drink and sipped at it.I couldn’t tell if I had angered her, but I am a pretty confident guy, so I said, “I’m sorry for staring, but you’re lovely. I didn’t mean to be rude.”“That’s okay,” she answered without looking at me. “You’re not the only guy that can’t help himself.”The comment.