The Diner

[Peewee12]

IC

The past few months have been rough, my life has changed alot.
I needed to get a way so I desided to drive across the country, to get away from it all.

Along the way I decide to stop at a small family restaurant. I walk in and look around. I see a really attractive woman sitting at a table in the corner and decide that since things can't get much worse in my life, I decided to go over to her and talk to her.

As I approach she looks up and smiles. I introduce myself and ask her if she wouldn't mind some company. She intriduces herself and motions for me to sit.

OOC

I am just looking for 1 other girl to play this woman in the diner

 

[plainjane]

Jane

"I'm Jane have a seat", I said wih a smile. "Where are yoiu headed"?

 

[Peewee12]

"I am headed to Las Vegas" I have always wanted to go there.
"Want to come" I said as I smiled.

 

[plainjane]

Jane

OK, but it's awful late tonight. Why dont we ge=t you something to eat and we'll leave in the morning

He ordered some dinner. I'd already had mine and was just getting ready to leave and go home. I was bored with this town. I'd quit my job and didnt really need the money. It was just something to do and a place to go every day. So I sat there chatting with him and when he finished, he looked in his wallet andf hesitated. I qietly asked if he was short of cash and he looked at me with puppydog eyes and nodded yes.

I took the check and as we went out, I paid it at the cash register and we looked at each other and I asked "your car or mine?" We laughed and I said "just foillow me. it isnt far"

I drove hone and parked at my apartment. He parked next to me and I got a look at his car. No way was I going ten miles in it.

We went to my door and i opened it and let him in. Inside I took him on a quick tour. After all the place wasnt that big, but his eyes ballooned at the sight of my bed.

I told himn to get comfortable, and i went in to the bathroom and undressed, putting on my nightie. Emerging, there he was sitting on my bed, still dressed. I asked him what was the matter. Didnt he like me or my apartment?

He stammerred that he couldnt acvcpt my hospitality and couldnt ask me to ride to Vegas in that beater. I said "dont worry, I'm not going to. We're going in my Mercedes"

I said "get undressed. we are leaving early in the morning"

He stood and dropped his pants, and then took off his shirt. In just his jockey shorts he stood there and hesitated. I slid over and held back the covers and told him to get in. Then I reached over and turned off the light. Sheepishly he said "good night"

I said "not yet it isnt. It's still daytime for you. Come over here"