STORY 4

It was a dark rainy night, and Carl Watkins was riding home on the bus. He could only think of the cold, lonely apartment that awaited him, of the lonely dinner in front of the TV.

He just happened to look up during his dull musings and that's when he saw her looking at him. She was of medium height, dark glossy hair pulled into a ponytail. She had a beautiful figure and was dressed in a tailored suit.

Without thinking about it, Carl got up and walked over to her and asked if he could sit down beside her. She nodded.

As Carl sat down, she looked...