Coffee was served at the man's house. He didn't want to lie and immediately resort to fun. The woman seemed a little shocked, but none the less pleasantly surprised.
"I didn't know coffee meant coffee," she snorted. "I'm sorry that was not appropriate."
"Coffee first," the man smiled. "I enjoy coffee don't you."
"Yes, I do. Especially with lots of cream."
"Well I enjoy mine with blood," the man thought to himself.
"Cream is good," the man replied.
Two two enjoyed their coffee.
"Do you bring many girls over here?," the woman asked casually.
"You will be #105," the man thought to himself.
"No," the man lied. "I like to keep to myself."
"Me too," the woman said.
The woman clutched her purse close to herself and the man chuckled. "I'm not going to steal anything."
The woman looked down to her bag. "Oh, silly me. You know how us girls are with our bags."
"Let me put it over here for you," the man said politely.
"No that's ok," the woman replied putting the bag down near her feet. "My bag. My problem."
The man looked at her a moment. "Are you alright?," he asked. "I hope bringing you here wasn't too forward."
"No," the woman smiled. "Don't be silly. I'm an adult and you're an adult. It's just scary out there in the world today. Especially with all these missing women lately."
"Has there been? I must say I'm not much one for news. It tends to bring out the worst in people."
"You should watch it more," she said. "They do report on some good things a lot of the times."
"I guess I'll have to check it out", the man said. "Hey, can I show you around my house."
"I'd like that," the woman said.
The man took the woman to his bedroom, which looked like a suite in a hotel. It was meticulously clean and the sheets were pressed so tight that if you flicked a coin off of them that you'd be able to bounce it straight through the window.
The man leaned toward the woman and kissed her gently on the neck. The woman gave a moan of delight and slowly removed her jacket and shirt. The man fumbled with his pants, but his head felt heavy, like it was filled with sand. He teetered a little bit and then sat on his bed.
"What's wrong?," the woman said her eyes wide and frightened.
"I..I don't know," the man said as the corner of his eyes began to go dark.
The last thing the man saw was the woman standing in her bra and panties. His eyes went wide when he saw that she had her tan bag clutched tightly to her body.
"Bitch," the man muttered before the world went dark.
