Molly looks up at Tyrone and smiles shyly. "Thanks," she says quietly. The black man towers over her.
"You gotta be careful in this town, girlie," Tyrone says, offering a hand. "A sweet young thing like you--why, lots of guys would be trying to get their hands on you. Where you staying?"
"Um, I don't really have anything planned."
"So nobody knows you're here?"
Molly shakes her head slowly.
Tyrone smiles at her. "Well, these streets are too dangerous. How about you come back to my place?"
Molly hesitated, but decided she didn't have much of a choice. Besides, he seems nice. "Okay."
Tyrone escorts the naive blonde to his one-bedroom apartment. He opens the door and lets her inside. Molly looks around: Tyrone has decorated his apartment with an awful lot of naked women, black and white, including some hardcore pornography. She smiles nervously.
"Why don't you have a shower, make yourself more comfortable?" Tyrone says. "I have to make a phone call." |