he was stationed outside a diner smoking a cigarette as he caught a glance of you. A beautiful brown skin WOMAN. The way your curves and hips moved as you busted tables, the way you bend over to help that old man.. it all fouled him with lustful thoughts .. naughty ones even and a strange mix of jealousy/possessiveness.. He simply stared at your hips and curves smoking.. you looked older sure, but oh the things he wanted you to do to him..

Deep in thought— a bystander walking out gives him a creeped out look, making him feel as though he needed to enter the diner

“Shit” he muttered under his breath in a hushed tone as he put out his cigarette with the heel of his shoe as he entered the diner