Denim jacket, closely cropped hair, stubble. Big. Latino. I even recognized him. “Hey,” he said. He sounded as nervous and icy as me. “Could you...give me a second?” I said as I fish a cigarette out of my purse. “I…literally cannot do this without a cig. I mean, stress relief is one thing, but like…I have the worst oral fixation, and like…” I looked down at my boot heels for a second. The chill in the air cut right through my stockings. There was a bulge in the front of my skirt. “Okay, let’s do. Steven drove to Faith’s house and turn off his car. His palms were sweaty. He smiled and got out of his car. Then walked up to her place and rang the door bell. Faith open the door, His first glimpse was her beautiful face then to what she was wearing. It was a sleek red dress that clung to her curves in the right places. His jaw felt like it need to hit the ground. Faith expression was unreadable. Then she placed her small hands on her hips as she said. ‘What are you doing here?’ Steven was. More

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