Black Women On Kik - She looks so good for a first date.

Like the ladies walking down the street after dinner. Or the ladies at the movie. The sexy D cup breasts, the small waist, and the great legs, and thighs, and mid-thighs that leads to a beautiful tan complete with hair comb. She walks the ice-covered walkway, late at night, with the lights off. It's so dangerous.Driving down the lane.Turning into the parking lot.Parking in the lot of the restaurant.Walk through the door.Look around.She's on your right.You see the men all around the room, all in their forties and fifties. Or are they all here for her? She turns to see the older woman with the motorcycle. She's wearing a white denim dress with a slit in the front, and a slit in the back. The jacket is a black leather, UCC jacket with a double strap. One on each sleeve, and one on the back. She has a skirt that leaves her very short in the waist and thigh. A bike.No. The ride home is just a couple of miles.No car.She knows it.

She can see it. She enjoys it. The house is about a half hour from home. And she often does. She wonders, nights like this, nights when nothing except her imagination brings her any closer to the actual place. The house is a four-story affair, built in the sixties, for Black Women On Kik. It's a two-story affair, with two stories. The upper stories are used as study rooms or play rooms. The lower stories are... well, you name it. Kitchen, bathroom, stove, closet, and the like. It's a very modern take on a gothic mansion.

She's never even seen it in a local magazine. She never has. Never will. It's something that she would have to live with if she lived in the neighborhood. It's something she would have to think about carefully after she leaves the hospital and before she reaches the car to get the bags. It would seem foolish. Would it? Probably. But a quick trip to the local bookstore and movie rental store would tell her pretty quickly. A trip to the local farmers market and farmers' market is something she does regularly. And that's what she did right now. Her head thrashed about a bit as she worked her computer in her bed. How stupid were her computer's security settings..