: The next morning :
Red wakes up to the sunlight piercing through her windows. She remembers about the emails and falls off the couch rushing to her phone. No missed messages. Red seem to be sad about it.
(Red)
" is there something wrong with me ?"
He still didn't reply . ...
RED did as she would every morning. She jumped in the shower and let the water hit the back of her neck. Red grabbed the soap and started to wash her self, but as soon as she closed her eyes Mr. Dawson's image popped in her head .
::Red Imagining::
(Mr. Dawson)
"Come here little fucking RED "
She imagined him biting down on her lip while he plays with her clit with one hand and firmly grips her ass pulling her close with the other
"Mmmmm , little red tell me it's mines "
[A rush of cold water snaps RED into reality ]
(Red)
Fuck I wish that was real. ::Sigh::
After the shower she got dress and went for her run ,she ran by the coffee stand but he wasn't there. Red kept running, she stopped by the water and gazed at the waves. After a brief moment of relaxing by the water she went back home as she normal would ..
11:56 pm (bling bling )
GMAIL.COM : 1 NEW MESSAGE
Mr .Dawson
Subject:: Hello Ms. Little red
how did you sleep ?
How about that date today?
I made reservations at Peter luger. Sounds good ?
Red wanted him to wait because she didn't want to seem desperate. She knew her answer. Red started to get ready, She applied lotion on her body. Red slipped on her nude lace thong and bra, her nude lace dress with her nude red bottoms. RED applied her infamous mate red lips stick. Hence where she got her name "Red"
Red
(1:40)
Yes Dawson I would like that
Mr. Dawson
(1:55)
It's Mr to you little red
And OKAY I'll pick you up at your job If you don't mind ?
Red
(2:15)
Noo I'll go to you Mr. Dawson I don't like to mix business with pleasure .
Mr. Dawson
(2:45)
Okay little red
(Red thinking)
::stares at the phone::
Okay I'm going out of my mind. I don't know what to do with this man, he makes me really nervous I feel like im going to chock everytime I see him but his looks are not what I'm trying to chock on.
RED called Crystal in the need of advice. Crystal suggested to be a slut on the 1st night. Red wanted to agree with her but that wouldnt be right thing to do. She didn't want Mr. Dawson to think any less of her, so she decided to do the right thing and keep her fucking legs close.
Red never really had a sexual experience. She was a virgin. Her ex loved to do anal, that's all he wanted, She assume he was gay that's the only hole he loved. Red could only imagine a cock popping her tight wet pussy open. She imagined it would be a great pain .
Every hour RED would watch the clock (tick tock tick tock). It was time to leave. At 5:30pm she rush to the cab and headed to Peter luger. She was so nervous she was shaking . She arrived at the place where he was standing in the front waiting for her. He grabbed her soft hands, pulled her out the cab and paid for the cab . He let Red walked ahead she he can watch how perfect that dress looked on her
(Mr. Dawson)
"Ummm little red your dress ! , uhhh the way you dress.... is way different from the last time I seen you , what's your job description again?"
(Red)
"Hahah"
"I'm a forensic scientist "
(Mr. Dawson)
"Hmmmm interesting and you go to work dress like that , you look amazing I'm a lost for words ."
(Red)
why thank you Dawson
His jaw line tensed up
(Mr. Dawson)
"It's Mr. Dawson. to you " my full name is Don Dawson but if you call me Dawson we might have a problem ".
Just kidding
:::They both laugh::::
(Red)
"Okay sir "
"Hmmm"
They sat down and began dinner RED couldn't stop looking at the way he cut his meat and watched him everytime he put it in his mouth she wishes she was that piece of meat .
(Red)
Would you like some wine Mr. Dawson?
(Mr. Dawson)
"Yes please ! tell me pretty lady what type of wine do you want ?"
(Red)
" I like the red wine called "sweet bitch "
(Mr. Dawson)
Haha okay , and that we will have then
RED didn't talk so much at the dinner table he was really intimidating. He would gaze at her everytime she would lick her lips. He grabbed a napkin and patted the corner of her lips.
(Mr. Dawson)
"Little red you distract me with the way you lick your lips "
( Red thinking )
:: I'm glad he noticed my lips that means he was paying attention to my mouth I like that, let's see how long he can take with out kissing me
Don paid for the meal. He grabbed Red by her hand and walked out the restaurant. They got in a cab and headed to Reds apartment on the west side. He got out the cab and walked her to her door. Mr. Dawson looked down at her big Brown eyes, sighs and lift his hand to gently touch her face .
( Mr. Dawson )
"Hmm little red "
(Red)
"What Don? "
(Mr. Dawson)
"Why do you got to be so damn pretty?"
He inched in and red closed her eyes but he pulled away .. he said his goodbyes and went off into the night , Red was confused to why he didn't kiss her. That wasn't what she expected so red took her conflicted ass up to her apartment.
