I say, "Hm, Breaking Bad."
He sighs, "My type a girl," when he says this.
I blush and consider asking something else. Ever owned any animals?"
He scowls, "I have many, but they're not here at my penthouse." They are in the home of my buddy Za because I don't have time for them.
What kind of animals do you have?"
He smiles off into space at the thought of her, "I have a beautiful baby puppy named Karma." "She's the cutest thing in the world, along with my cat Tuts."
I sigh, "Aww, I wish you kept them here."
He smiles, "I just might start too." "All right, let's move on to some personal questions to break up this tedious conversation."
I nod slowly out of fear for his thoughts.
He hummed "Hmm," as a sly grin crossed his lips. "Have you ever had somebody eat you out?"
I'm staring at him with big eyes that are jutting out of my skull. He arches an eyebrow and waits for my reaction.
