Josh headed home, but he had difficulty sleeping. The girl was bewitching, and he hadn't been around his own kind in so long that he could taste the desire, besides she was both charming and gorgeous. Finally about 4 pm he just god up. After polishing the bike, he wet in, showered, shaved, and dressed. He wore a crisp air of Khakis, and a charcoal cotton sweater with a scoop neck. It was soft and comfortable, but classy looking. He moussed and spiked his short jet black hair and picked out a nice pair of dark wrap around glasses. The finishing touch was a dash of cologne.