Not a math guy, but not an idiot, either. Grad student in physics, she thought.“Tanya,” she said. He didn’t ask for her last name. Ask me no que...stions, and I’ll tell you no lies. She sipped her Manhattan and tried to steer the conversation to him. When her first drink and his second beer were done, he invited her to dance again. She agreed happily, needing to burn the ethanol off.He seemed pleased with her, and she was damned pleased with him. He was solid, looking like his muscles had muscles,. As I approached our table I noticed Lynn had a severely guilty look on her face."Where were you Dave? You had me worried." What, did you think I'd leave you with the bill or something? I care for you Lynn, I'd never leave you hanging. I just had to visit the men's room. That's all." Oh. Sorry. When I came back and you were gone like that, I thought you may have run out on me." Dates do that to you often?" No. I mean... never. I thought that maybe I had scared you off with my fondling and kisses. I backed the car out onto the street and drove around the corner. I parked the car and quickly walked back to the house. When I walked into the back yard I saw a light go on in my bedroom. I peeked in the downstairs windows and Brent was nowhere to be seen. I slipped in through the back door and listened for any sounds from upstairs but heard none. I decided that even though I couldn't hear or see anything that I would stay in the house until I heard Brent come back down stairs. That was just. ”“Dat’s wassup. I’ma prolyl spend a couple nights a week witchu.”“Sounds good.”“Hey, I just got off the exit.”“Dat’s wassup. Pull around to the back. You can park next to a red Nissan,” he said peering out the window.“Okay. What room?”“Bitch, I’ll tell you when you park.”“Okay, daddy.”Jeremiah pulled into the parking lot of the seedy motel. There were crack whores milling about and lots of Cadillacs & Crown Vics. He figured numerous Black men were here getting pussy and ass. He drove to the.