This is one of those unusual things that happens in your life and you wonder what it was all about. Sorry, but this story is quite long, so leave now if you're not interested or don't have the time....
Many years ago, when I was about 18-19 or so, I was leaving the pool hall very late at night. Like possibly 1-2 a.m. This was in Silver Spring, Maryland right outside of Washington D.C. At this hour, there was basically no one on the street. It was in a business district, so even though it was right outside of Washington D.C., with one of the highest murder rates in the nation, this particular area wasn't too bad.
As I'm getting into my car and putting my pool stick in, I look to the left and see this black lady walking my direction on the sidewalk. I would say she was in her very early 20's, dark skin, very attractive, good hygiene and clothes in good shape. She is well spoken. I would almost say like a college girl or something. Although I'm white, I've always been attracted to black women (indeed I'm married to one). Since I was single, and the fact that an attractive black woman was walking down the street alone in the middle of the night, I probably stared longer than normal at her.
(I should mention that there was a large central bus station hub about 5-6 blocks behind where she was walking from, although I don't know whether she had come from there or not.) She stops when she gets to me and asks where Washington D.C. is. I tell her that if she keeps walking straight that she will be there in 5 minutes. She asks if I can give her a ride and she will pay me $5. I told her that I would, but it was pretty silly since all she had to do was walk down the hill and up the hill and she would be at the border of D.C. (Also, she didn't mention any specific location within D.C. and it's just a giant dangerous city.)
So she asks again if I could just go ahead and give her the ride for $5. So I said o.k. and we got into my car. Pretty much immediately after we get into my car, she asks did I want to go back to my place and smoke some weed with her. I told her that although I smoked a lot of it usually, that I couIdn't anymore because I was going into the Marines in a few days (which was true) and I didn't want to jeopardize my enlistment. So she said o.k. and about 1-2 minutes later we were at the border of D.C. I asked her where she wanted me to drop her off and she said it didn't really matter. So I dropped her off a couple blocks into the city in a parking lot. She reached into either her pocket or bag, grabbed a reasonably sized wad of bills and took a $5 and gave it to me.
Looking back on this years later I wonder several things:
-Why was she outside one of the most dangerous cities in America, apparently with no destination?
-What do you think her life story was? (Remember, she was well dressed, intelligent speech, nice teeth and hair.) Could she have been a prostitute or something?
-Why was I an a*s and take the money from her instead of just giving her the ride for free, since it was only a few blocks away?
-Since I was single, and as horny as the next guy, should I have just taken her back to my place and skipped the weed smoking if I was worried about getting into the Marines because of it?
Sorry again for the long story. Thoughts anyone?
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