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degrees in business, finance, and can actually make something happen with them.
    “As far as wife-ing somebody though, I don’t know about all that,” I say, trying to change the subject.
    “You don’t want to get married?” Marc asks.
    “I haven’t really thought about it, I guess. I’ve been doin’ this and haven’t really had time or the desire to date anybody. I get laid now; don’t need a wife for that. Although, having someone at home would be nice. It sucks going to that big ass place and having it be all quiet. So I don’t know.” I shrug my shoulders and leave it at that.
    “When was the last time you actually dated somebody outside this job?” Marc asks.
    I actually have to think about it for a while. “Uhh, it’s been a couple years since I’ve tried a relationship. Anything else was strictly sex.”
    They all nod their heads because that’s just the way it goes. Any girl you come across in your personal life is only going to be for sex. Once you disclose your job, they run as fast as they can. If they try to stick around, they end up getting jealous when you have to spend the night with someone or spend a weekend with a client. That just leads to problems. You walk in and you get questions like, who were you with? What did you do? Did you enjoy it? Was she young? Was she hot? It’s too much.
    “Oh, but there’s this one girl that I’ve seen a few times recently. I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that.”
    “Oh really?” Nico asks. “Like you wanna fuck her? Or date her?”
    “I wanna fuck her for sure. I don’t know her well enough to want to be with her for longer than that. She has a nice body though, and I’d like to see her stripped naked and laying across my bed.”
    “What’s she look like?” Nico asks.
    “She has long legs, an exotic look that I can’t quite place, and a nice, plump ass.”
    “And you haven’t used your pretty boy powers to get her in bed yet?” Troy asks with smirk.
    “She thinks I’m dating a client she saw me with. She ain’t havin’ none of that. I don’t know if I’ll even run into her again. If I do, though, I’ll be sure to use my powers to get her into my bed.”
    “Y’all don’t get tired of having sex?” Kade asks. When we all look at him like he’s crazy, he continues. “I mean. Like, you do it for your job, and then you still want to do it in your personal life?”
    “What kind of man asks if you get tired of sex?” Troy asks as he gets up from the table and puts his palm on his forehead, throwing his head back. “I can’t believe I heard a man ask that question,” he mutters as he walks away.
    I laugh at his theatrics. “Okay. Work is work. There is no emotion there, no real connection. I go in and flip a switch. I’m somebody else. They don’t get to know the real me, they see who I want them to see, who they want to see. I also don’t get a choice in who I have sex with or go on dates with when they hire me. I have to pretend to be interested, even if I’m not. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes you’ll get hooked up with a nice looking woman…or three,” I throw in and hope Troy hears me. He’s still jealous. “But most of the time, you don’t get paired up with anybody that’s your type. So in your personal life, you get a choice. You get to pick someone you’re attracted to. Someone you may want to actually spend time with. It’s different.”
    We continue to talk and drink for a few more hours before the rest of us decide to head home. On my way to the door, Marc pulls me back.
    “Hey, man. So that appointment I was telling you about is going to be on Friday. I’ll text you or call with directions to wherever she chooses.”
    “Okay, cool. I’ll see you then,” I say and then go home to think about when I’ll actually be ready to quit this job.

 
     
     
    “Where were you yesterday?” I seethe at Emilie. “I can’t believe you asked me to go to dinner with you, and I straighten my hair, pick