Scott, An average sized man walked into the House wearing his get comfortable attire, which was a tank top and shorts. Usually alternating colors between blues, blacks, and reds, He did have some of the stranger colors like purple and brown, but today it was the all black day.
He didn't really know what he was in the mood for, but just wanted some company with an attractive woman whom didn't want to rush things but like a slow, pleasuring hand to touch her.
He brushed back a few charcoaled colored strands of hair out of his eye so that his eyes of emerald could check out the ladies. Seeing one of interest he moved over to the sofa and sat down beside her. "Hello. How are you this fine day?"