Black Hulk

I promise isn’t a bad girl, though of course I isn’t totally innocent, just things happen, anyway here I was roaming the hallway in my pajama shorts feeling the carpet crinkle under my barefooted toes with each step.

When suddenly a shirtless muscular middle aged black man came out, I really isn’t into Bulging muscles though the sight of him had me speechless all I could think of was the Incredible Hulk no lies, making me gawk, totally unbelieving my eyes.

“ Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you girl, it isn’t nice to stare is it girl, though honestly I can’t help myself but to let my eyes linger on you also, how old is you?” The man spoke kindly snapping me back to reality.

I felt tiny next to him in more ways then ever even though he towered over it wasn’t that I thought, As I looked upwards at him shuffling in nervousness and stuttered in response “ Eighteen a few months, um I’m ah Nataia, my Dad and his stupid girlfriend are kinda at it, so I decided to take a walk.”

“ That’s understandable Nataia, I’m Don seems like we could get more acquainted with each other might even indulge are self's in each other’s company!” The black man named Don Spoke kindly putting a hand out for me to take. I wanted to go back to my room though for some reason I placed my hand into his hand.

I literally was screaming inside my head thinking “ Nataia he old enough to be your father, all Hulking muscle your tiny frame isn’t built to handle such, still i also told myself i wasn’t gonna do anything with him anyways” As he ushered me into his Motel room, closing the door behind us.