Shauna lights her cigarette as she waits for her ride to pick her up. Maybe he isn't coming, she thinks. Maybe he really did find someone better. That merely means that I must find someone better for myself, she declares. The sun is bright and hot and reminds her of the night's past events. His touches were rough, yet has a sweet edge to them. The room smelled of sex and doubt and the heat of both bodies tangled together was unbearable, but wanted it nonetheless. So here she waits on the side of the road with nothing but a pack of cigarettes and time to waste. With the few extra dollars she ha... Show more