A Long Way From Home (Closed)

[KumSlutKim]

Stephanie Mitchell stormed down the streets of Los Angeles in a fit of anger. The setting sun produced a dim orange light on her flowing black hair. Her thin figure was complimented by a small white spaghetti strap tank top, denim jean shorts, and black sandals. At the right angle to any passerby, a black bikini bra could be seen under her top. However, most notable was the look of rage on her face. She was walking home alone from the airport.

Only three hours before, Stephanie and her boyfriend had checked in for a flight home to Illinois. They had checked in their bags, passed security, and awaited outside the gate for their flight. When it came time to pass through the gate, Stephanie's boarding pass was denied while her boyfriend's was accepted. After a long and heated argument with airport staff, Stephanie was escorted out by security and sent on her way. Now she walked towards the hotel with no luggage, extra clothes, or laptop while her boyfriend was aboard the 6 hour flight home. All she had was a small bag that contained her ID, cell phone, and a few credit cards.

If she was lucky, she could book another room for the night at a premium price. If she was lucky. She was still a long walk from the hotel...

 

[silvertongue217]

Dominic was on the prowl

His Bently custom made and drippings it opulence glided smoothly down the strip. His sunglasses (which were of course another big price brand) turned this way and that and he tapped the wheel as he scoped and continued looking out for any potential targets.


He was by all accounts A man who gave off a deep sense of wealth and power. He was older but if any thing it heightened his tan looks and latino heritage. He had tan skin and even from sitting in the car he had the look of a larger man more bull than tiger. His large hands drummed on the steering wheel as he turned another corner.

And found just what he was looking for

Walking her head down, an expression of anger and worry on her face. Even if she was putting on a brave front he could see it.

See it and want it

He guided his car to a stop by her keeping at her pace as he rolled down the window.

"Hey there" He said pushing his head down and his glasses off his bright blue eyes locking onto her "You look a little lost or some thing.... Do you need some help? Or a ride or some thing?" He asked her raising an eyebrow at her predicament "My name is Dominic"