"Sure, dinner." He wore a dark shirt over his jeans, so that cock outline was well hidden. His hands were possessive as he took her arm and lead them ...hrough the throng of people. Dinner....laughter that awkward silence disappeared under jokes and innuendo. They were back...in his truck heading to his hotel. Nervous, she leaned against the window and watched the skyline of the Queen City rush by in lights and the people on the streets. They were in the parking garage; she didn't wait for him to. She still thought of them often though, especially when a tall, fair man caught her eye, or an American accent caught her ear in a crowd.*****It was raining again when she got home from work a few weeks later. The air had turned bitter cold again and the rain was turning to sleet. It had not been raining when she left so she had left her umbrella at home. She ducked under the ledge at front the building and tried to wrap her frozen fingers around her key. "Hey, Samira! Let me help you." "James?. More

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