As Alan mulled over the idea that he should make himself available a car pulled into the lot, turned around and backed into a space a few places down from Alan’s Mustang. Alan looked over at the man behind the wheel. He was older, probably in his thirties, handsome. He turned and looked at Alan. This time Alan didn’t look away. When the man smiled at him, he smiled back.
The man got out of his car and went into the bathroom. Alan wasn’t sure what to do. His lack of experience with cruising was showing itself. He decided to get out of the car and eat his lunch at the picnic table. He sat down and started to munch, slowly. The man had been in the john for a long time. Should I go in there? Is that what he’s waiting for?