I kick a piece of scrap metal across the room. She goes silent, her entire body frozen. "Huoooo?"I kneel beside her, watching."Haaaaa!!" "Haaauooo!..."I could do this for hours, watching the small rays of hope as they shine on her, then fade. But today I'm not in the mood. I caress her breast; A fleeting gesture that barely contacts the surface. She freezes again, wondering if it was just her imagination... "Haoo?" Her head lifts up in a useless habit to see around her. The latex hugs. “So is there someone I can call to get you a ride home?” I asked and she turned and I could see a the trail of tears that had been running down her face. “No, I just…. If I could stay here a little bit. I can probably call one of my friends to come pick me up once everything outside settles down a little more.”“Well, if you are going to be a guest in my apartment, I guess I need to know at least one thing.” She looked at me as she sniffled as if dreading what I was going to require. “Will you. I then trace a line of little kisses down your neck, pausing to lick and suckle the soft hollow at the top of your throat, finally coming to rest at your right breast which I suck into my mouth as I continue to fondle the other. Sliding my left hand under your skirt, I caress your bottom which you lift up to allow me easier access. As we kiss, you unzip my jeans again, finding to your surprise that I have gone commando this evening, giving you direct access to my naked cock in all its glory. We. We thought nothing of taking a table together, and I let him buy me a Manhattan. He was drinking an IPA. I found that I did like him and we enjoyed telling about our lives back home. He was married, too, and had two daughters. He was in the middle of telling me about their trip to Greece when last call came. 10 PM - awfully early - but we could see the bar had emptied out. We had just refilled our drinks."There's a sofa in my room, we could sit there and talk a little longer," I proposed. Maybe.