Sie nahm eine Locke ihres pinken Haares zwischen die Finger und verzwirbelte sie, während sie in Gedanken noch einmal den vergangenen Tag geschehen l...eß. Es hatte ein tolles Frühstück gegeben, ein paar angenehme Schulstunden und sogar ein einigermaßen gutes Mittagessen. Tja, aber dann war alles den Bach runtergegangen. Irgendsoein Idiot hatte seinen Milchshake nicht ordentlich weggeworfen und Aiko, ganz in Gedanken versunken, war prompt in die Lache auf den Boden getreten. Prompt war sie. One night she said he wasn’t feeling well. So, taking some tablets, she went to bed earlier than usual. I decided to check on her. She brought some tea. The door was not locked, and I told her to come in. I was still in my bed, and we exchanged pleasantries. She told her that she had made some tea, and i asked that she put it on the bedside table. Having put down the teacup, she was about to leave when I grabbed her wrist. I pulled her to the bed and kissed her deeply. She was taken by surprise. Hello my name is Sha'Kia, I'm 41 years old, and I live in Los Angeles, California. For a woman in her early forties I don't consider myself bad looking. In fact I still get hit on every now and again. I am a short, skinny, well built, African American. I have long hair that comes to the middle of my back, my hair has some blond high lights (that drive men crazy), my ass is big (and soft so they say), and 36 C cup breast (that men say are perfect). I have one son. his name is Tra'Von. . "Just the check please," she added when Joyce didn't say anything.The waitress placed a small green check down next to Sharon's setting. The redhead pulled out her pen and scribbled her name, room number and how much of a tip she wanted to add on it and handed it back. The young woman's eyes lit up when she looked back at it, most guests only left a dollar or two."At least let me pay half," Joyce said."No, I'm the one who invited you to lunch, remember?"Joyce acquiesced with a smile, thinking.