She was feeling kinda daring, and instead of using the exact change lane she got in the attended lane. The guy in the booth was older, and not really ...paying attention till he saw the hand with the dollar bill, the red nails and the lace sleeves. He looked in the car and smiled, said thank you, and have a great night with a look that said he wished he was cumming also.Next was the toll at the G.W. Bridge, and then the parking garage near the hotel. Joni was feeling so good now and had confidence. And merry fucking Christmas.’ He drove out of the hotel parking lot with no particular place to go. By that time, it was almost dark. He just drove, his thoughts not really on where he was going. He didn’t bother getting on the Interstate – he had no destination so there was no use going 70 MPH to get there. He took side streets, not even particularly noticing where he was, just thinking. The thought of driving off the road into the river briefly crossed his mind, but it seemed like too much. The thought should have been a comfort to her but in fact, she found it depressing… profoundly depressing. This, more than anything else, served to enlighten her to her own feelings. ‘I’m a fool,’ she said as she finally removed her clothes, got into bed and tried to sleep. She no longer wore her nightdress, finding it too confining, too restricting. Why would he waste his time trying to seduce a colored woman when he could have his pick of any one he wanted, especially now that he had his. * * *Elena slipped her hand into her pocket again.Naturally the condom was still there, just as it had been every other time she had checked.She turnedthe key in the man's lock and slipped inside the room.The man was on the bed as usual but her attention was distracted by the new collection ofcards onthe table.She could see one with a large nineteen on the front.She wondered if he suspected that she was over ten years older than him.Maybe itdidn't bother him, she decided.Elena took the condom.