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She had to share her news with Nancy, her closest friend in Massachusetts.

      “I met the most incredible, gorgeous man a few days ago and he called and invited me to lunch at his restaurant.”

      “And exactly how old is this man that owns a restaurant?” Jasmine’s friend Nancy inquired on the phone from her home in Massachusetts as she laid across her bed.

      “His thirty-two and the sexiest man I have ever seen,” Jasmine crooned.

      “Have you lost your mind? He is a predator and he smells fresh meat.”

      “It’s just lunch. I’ll keep you posted.” Jasmine hung up the phone and started preparing for her date. She knew she would have to compose herself and exhibit an innocent façade before she faced her mother to ask to borrow the car. She sat on her bed to practice her spill to her mother. When she was satisfied with her speech she put on her innocent look and asked for the car to visit the park. Her mother gave her the keys willingly.

      She took a warm water baby oil bath and applied baby lotion all over her body and dressed in a light blue sleeveless dress stretched to the limit by her curvaceous hips. The dress stopped slightly above the knees, drawing attention to her splendidly sculptured legs. Her navy blue sandals exposed her perfectly painted red toes. She meticulously applied her new fragrance behind her ears, knees, on her wrists and elbows. She looked at her reflection from all sides in her full length mirror behind her bedroom door and admired what she saw looking back at her. She felt all systems were set to go to present herself in the company of this older man.

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      Paul was already seated in his car in the parking deck patiently waiting when she drove up. He was anxious to avail himself of her loveliness and had made sure he was strategically located in the perfect place when she arrived to behold her beautiful body. His loins began aching while she was still seated in the car.

      She emerged from the green Chevrolet Impala and carefully walked to the driver's side of his car, looking down for any objects that she might trip over and cause herself embarrassment.

      His mouth flew open and he could only sit behind the wheel and stare. She was more beautiful than he remembered at their first meeting. She literally took his breath away. He sat captivated as he watched her stroll toward him. He realized this was the first time he had seen her walk and it was a real sight to behold as she glided toward him as if she was promenading a runway as a fashion model or a contestant in a beauty pageant. Her walk literally had his pants bursting at the zipper. She stopped at his window and smiled. His car window was already down and his eyes roved over her body like a laser beam, admiring every section and imagining what the outer covering was hiding from his view. His testosterone level was too high to register causing his mind to be boggled. He was speechless for a few seconds. He grinned widely. “Hi, beautiful. I see you walked into my car again.”

      Jasmine laughed and responded softly. “I saw it this time.” She felt uncomfortable already just from hearing his deep, sexy voice. She felt as though she should make up an excuse to run away back to her car and drive away.

      He inhaled her scent while she stood at his car window. “Hmmm. You smell positively marvelous, different from the other day. What fragrance is that?” The scent of her alluring fragrance filled his nostrils and increased his pulse while he was covertly praising her beautiful body outlined in the fitting blue dress and envisioning her shapely legs wrapped around his waist. Simply speaking, she was indescribable! She was drop dead gorgeous and a natural beauty; she was not wearing any make-up but she had a natural glow to her perfect oval shaped face. The clear lip gloss shining against her luscious lips making them appear very kissable. Her dress outlined her flawless figure, accentuated her small waist and hugged her elegantly sculptured hips. He felt the heat rise in his loins as he thought: 'Mother Nature outdid herself with this one.’

      “Flora Danica, my birthday present to myself.”

      “I like it.” Her fragrance was sexy and flowery, but very soft. 'She smells delicious enough to eat. How could I be so lucky to find a treasure like this?'

      He was experiencing a boat-load of emotions about her - joy, apprehension, adoration, fear, and most overwhelmingly, excitement. He was contemplating the best course of action to use to get better acquainted with her and at the same time maintain his freedom from jail. He could be arrested just for thinking about want he wanted to do to her. She had captured his mind. She had poise and class and was too beautiful to be real. He wanted her in his company, in his arms, in his bed. And he intended to get to know her better, whether it was right or all wrong.

      Jasmine was looking at him with admiration and silent questions of her own. She stepped back when he started to open his car door. He emerged from the car slowly, exposing his powerful shoulders and great body. He was clad in tailored black slacks and a black short sleeve Ralph Lauren polo shirt. His shiny black Italian shoes added elegance to his appearance. He oozed confidence.

      It was her first time seeing him standing and she was spellbound. He was taller than he appeared sitting in the car, maybe six foot two or taller and powerfully built. 'His height definitely adds to his sex appeal while his curly locks gave him a devilish, boyish look. She felt a little intimidated standing next to him with her five feet five inch frame.

      Paul placed her hand in his hand and led her around the front of his car to the passenger side and opened the door for her. After she was seated, he placed her seat belt around her and closed the door and returned to the driver's seat. After he belted himself in the driver’s seat he started the car engine and looked over at her, beaming. “Good afternoon, precious. You are more beautiful today than you were when I first saw you.” It took all the willpower he could muster to prevent him from leaning over kissing her.

      “Thank you, Paul,” she said in a low, babyish voice. You look good too.” She could actually feel the blood pumping furiously through her veins. “May I ask where are we going?”

      “Monroe Avenue, where my restaurant is located. Is that okay?”

      “Yup.” He smiled to himself, watching her through his peripheral vision. He was praying he could keep his eyes on the road and get them there safely.

      The song 'Let's Stay Together' from Al Greene's Greatest Hits CD was playing as he slowly drove through the parking deck. Both were silent for a while. He glanced over at Jasmine and could tell she was a bit nervous about being alone with him. He was desperately trying to control the erotic sensation he was feeling being close to her, very much aware of the danger he was putting himself in being in her company with her being so young. He told himself it was okay since he had not coerced her and she had met him voluntarily and he had not made any elicit advances toward her. He kept stealing glances at her while he was driving. He was deeply intrigued by her beauty and poise and the scent of her was intoxicating. He couldn't help wondering if her skin tasted as sweet as the fragrance she was wearing. He sighed to calm his nerves.

      Jasmine was so excited about being with this older man her stomach was doing flips. The manly smell of his musky fragrance was different than the young men she was accustomed to being around and it was making her dizzy.

      Paul was the first to speak. “Tell me about you. What school did you attend? What hobbies do you have?”

      She hesitated before speaking in an attempt to regulate her breathing. She spoke in her puerile voice. “I just recently graduated from high school in Massachusetts. I am here for the summer, but will be leaving in August to attend college.”

      He swiftly turned his head in her direction. Taken totally surprised by her answer, he didn't wait for a response to his other question. “What?! Are you not from here?! I didn't think you might be just visiting for the summer and not live here. I should have since you talk so differently.”

      She laughed giddily. “Calm down, please. I do live here.” She explained she lived here but was attending school in Massachusetts on scholarship. She shared with him her desire to attend college there and eventually obtain her master’s degree in nursing.

      His enthusiasm waned a bit. He envisioned having found a rare prize for himself but

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