He asks her for a date

“Listen,” began Ryan nervously, “do you erm… have a boyfriend?”

“That’s a bit of a personal question isn’t it?” replied the black girl, laying down her book with a sigh.

“Its just… you’re very pretty,” Ryan continued.

“In this condition?” laughed the other, indicating her swollen belly.

“Oh, yes…” breathed Ryan. “So do you?”

“Do I what?”

“Have a boyfriend.”

“Well, how do you think I got into this state in the first place?”

“Oh.”

“But… We split up… A couple of weeks ago.”

“Oh.” More positively this time. “Well, do you think we could see each other sometime?”

The girl looked at Ryan appraisingly, then shook her head.

“I don’t even know your name,” she said.

“Ryan,” replied Ryan, with his most winning smile.

The girl seemed to be checking him out again. He was good-looking, not too weird. She came to a decision.

“Okay,” she began cautiously. “It might be nice to hang out with a guy again. Most of my friends at the moment seem to be pregnant women,” she added with a grimace. Ryan felt his cock grow hard.

“That’s great,” said Ryan eagerly. “Where would you like to go? Oh... and I guess I ought to ask your name.”

“Shouldn’t you have done that before asking if I had a boyfriend?”

“Uh… I guess.”

“It's Marie,” she grinned that bright white smile again.

“Okay, Marie. And where would you like to go?”

“You choose.”