On a 10+, Mona is looking for a ride

You send a text to Mona, hoping she might still have her phone in the movie theater.

GOOD TIME WITH FZH? ME OUTSIDE, HAD LV EARLY.

To your surprise, you get a text back in a minute.

WAY GOOD. CAN I GET A RIDE?

SURE. WHEN MOVIE DONE? AM AT DONUT SHOP.

BE RIGHT OUT MEET YOU THERE JOE

You hope that's a good thing.

F WANTS A MAPLE BAR

You burst out laughing.

I WANT A JELLY CAKE

GOTCHA GIRLS C U WITH DONUTS

Within ten minutes, Mona leads Fairouzeh by the hand into the donut shop. Fairouzeh is laughing about something, probably something Mona said judging from Mona's expression. You wave them over to your table and display your gifts of sugary delight.

"Thanks Joe!" Mona says. She seizes the jelly-filled yellow cake donut and takes a big bite, leaving a dab of red jelly on her chin. Mona is wearing a baseball cap with her ponytail tucked through the back, a well-filled-out white baseball shirt with blue sleeves, a pair of tight knee shorts and a pair of running shoes.

"Thank you, Joe," Fairouzeh says with her silky voice as she accepts the maple bar. Your spent cock twitches feebly back to life. Fairouzeh gets a plastic fork and knife from the counter and starts delicately dismembering it and forking little petits-fours size cubes of maple bar into her mouth. She's looking great, wearing the fuzzy ski sweater and tight pants that really show off her figure. Her dark eyebrows go up and down as she savors every bite of the pastry.