“So Archer, what do you do?” She asked as I drove.
“I sell firearms and drugs and other illegal stuff.” She burst out laughing.
“You have quite a sense of humour.” I smirked at her response.
“Well, I'm currently not working. I'm schooling, and school is so hectic. I'm stressed. My grades are messed up because of someone.”
Yep, blame someone for your incompetence. “That's bad. It'll get better.” We finally arrived inside my apartment, and immediately we entered. She tried to kiss me.
“Woah, hold your horses angel. We have all night.” Her face reddened as she smiled. I went and got her a glass of wine and put on some slow jazz music.
“You like this, right?” She nodded vigorously, consumed in the moment. My hands wrapped around her as we danced around in the room.
“Wow, no man has ev
