She “hoped” we could do it painlessly. I only replied that I hoped so also. What else was there to say.She was as good as her word, as the server ...was waiting for me at the building’s front door. On tv, servers are posing as flower delivery or the like, but you could tell this guy from a mile away. The way he kept checking his phone just confirmed it. His eyes sought out mine and I nodded to him, walked over. There was no need to be an ass about it or make this guy’s life more difficult.I shut. She never told me about her plans, but the first alarm bells started ringing when she arrived at my doorstep for a long weekend, dressed in the tightest shorts you could ever imagine, with her top nowhere near hiding her thong from creeping up over her waist, leaving me highly curious about whether she had looked like that throughout her entire public transport trip, and, if so, how the hell she had managed to not get thrown at with tomatoes and eggs by old ladies and other not-so-free spirits.. You’ve got a pretty damn good deal here and I hope you know how much I appreciate your sharing it with me. I’m already thinking that Rachel is the woman I should have married and I’d like to move here and find out if it is just horny lust talking or more. Would that be okay with you?”Ralph clinked their glasses and said, “It is more than okay with me. I’m enough older than you that I was having a difficult time keeping up with these two sexy broads. I sense that Rachel is attracted to you as. Though she is 25 and works and lives in New Orleans on her own, Tulane is where she calls home. She called her mom and dad to let them know she's coming to see them before she went into her silver Cadillac CTS. She put on her London Fog off-white jacket just in case it rains. As she drove past city limits, the engine of her car then breaks down in the middle of the road and it started raining outside. She got out of her car, took out her cell phone from her purse, and called her parents to let.