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  Let me check with Ms. Waters.   I'll let you know in a few."
    "So, Ms. Zatoya Waters...   Has our destination changed?"
    "Logic, please tell me that you're not some psychopath taking me somewhere to kill me and make a dress out of my skin."
    Logic laughed, "What the hell?   Are you serious?"
    "It's not funny. It happens."
    "Okay, okay... Look, I promise that I'm not psychotic, I'm not going to kill you and I assure you that I have no need of a dress of any kind.   And most of all I promise that I'd never intentionally hurt you , Toy . That's why I said think of it as a promise ring."
    "I still don't get it."
    "From the moment I approached you, you've been skeptical of me.   But the second I showed you that ring, it somehow seemed to validate everything I said and you instantly relaxed and let me in.   Toy, I trust you with the ring.   I just wanted you to trust me with you."
    "I'm sorry, I got all crazy.   It's just that I've never had the luxury of trusting a man to do anything except fuck me or fuck me over. This whole night has been bizarre to say the least and I keep waiting for the totally unnecessary drama that continues to pursue me like a shadow."
    "I like you Toy.   But you have to give just an inch. Stop being s o pessimistic.   The whole world has not joined forced against you.   Yes, some men come to destroy, but eventually one is going to come to rebuild.   And that's the role that I want to play if you'd only let me." Logic replied as he pulled me into his massive arms.  
    His expensive cologne was alluring, his swagger was undeniable and his sexuality was     absolutely enthralling .   Hell, who was I kidding?   I had trusted crazier looking men who couldn't even afford to buy me a damn Kid's Meal.
    Nothing at all about this man, screamed Looney Tune. Hell, I was the one acting like a damn crazy ass woman. Logic was insane alright. He was insanely rich ! He was well dressed, educated, articulate and soft spoken.   In fact Logic was a complete gentleman and a true rare find . And by some miracle he just happened to find and rescue me on the worst night of my life.   Immediately all fear and doubt fell away and I conceded that for once my apprehension and skepticism needed to take a back seat to my passion.   Serial killer, stalker, rapist, wife b e ate r or whatever he may or may not be- this man was as fine as the hair on a tadpole 's balls. And at this very moment despite all my bullshit he was completely captivated by me.   
    "So what's it going to be, Toy? Do you want me to drop you off in DC, or are you going to relax and let me shamelessly spoil you at my home in Baltimore?"
    Without hesitation or reservation I pressed the intercom button. "Tracey we'll be continuing on to Mr. Hart's home as originally planned."
    "No problem Ms. Waters. We should be arriving there in a little over an hour."
    "Take your time.   There's no rush."
    A broad sexy grin covered Logic's face as I begin to slowly undress.
    "Can I come back to bed?"
    "Please do.   This water bed is as cold as an Eskimo's tit without you."
    "Oh yeah? Let me see what I can do to warm you up."   I responded as I crawled in bed into his waiting arms.
    "So how do you feel about re-gifting?"   Logic asked as he gently kissed me on the forehead.
    "Depends upon what's being re-gifted"
    "Hell, it's a ton of shit beneath that tree for my ex-girlfriend."
    "I hope there are some clothes I can fit.   If not I'm going to be naked." I giggled as I snuggled in his arms.
    "Oh, I'm sure we'll find something for you to put on.   But I was thinking about something a little bigger."
    "Like what?" I asked puzzled.
    Logic hesitated.   "Don't freak out when I say it."
    "I won't.   I promise. What is it?"
    "A 650 SL Mercedes just like mine." He cautiously replied as he waited for my response. "I bought it for my ex."
    "Are you serious?"
    "Yeah, you'll need a car to get around in until yours is replaced.   Especially, if you'll be driving