Chingz looked wonderful, handsome to the core. He arranged his baseball cap and stood near the gleaming golden color sports model Mercedes. The car was an eye catcher. He was casually and expensively dressed. The car was parked right next to a road crossing. Couple of people passed, he paid them scant attention. It was a Californian suburb which boasted a basketball court, couple of modelling agencies, a drama school, spare expensive hotels and few hospitals and parks and such. Another 10 minutes passed and nobody of interest crossed the road. Then Chingz saw in the rear view of Mercedes a tall girl approaching the crossing. He looked at his sports watch and lifted his cap a bit to scratch his head. Then he approached the swanky girl who was starting to cross the road. She was a looker. Tank tops, long shampooed straight hair, great long supple strong shapely…