"Hey, Hopey." Faith said, walking into my room, "Do you want to do something tonight?"
I looked out from my close where I was on a search for some clean clothes. "Sorry, Faith. I got plans tonight. Me and some of the girls are going down to The Dirt." I squealed, "It's gonna be the bomb!"
"Oh..." Faith sounded disappointed, "Well, I hope you have a good time. I've been to The Dirt...It's not for me, but you'll probably enjoy it."
"You've been there?" I raised my eyebrows, "When?"
"A while ago. I went out...I went out with some friends. Like you." Faith answered me.
I smiled. "Yeah, but unlike you I'm planning on meeting me some men!" I told her, "Want me to get you one? You need one, Faithy..."
Faith quickly shook her head. "No, that's okay. I have...I mean, I can get a guy myself." She told me.
I shrugged. "Suit yourself...Hey, have yo by any chance seen my red skirt? I can't find it anywhere."
"Oh, yeah," Faith told me, "I found it in the bathroom and washed it for you. I think it's in the dryer."
"Cool," I said, following her to the kitchen, "And can I borrow your black tank top? The spaghetti strapped one?"
"Sure," Faith agreed, "Just lemme go find it. Get your skirt out of the dryer."
I nodded and skipped off to the kitchen. I opened the dryer and saw that not onlt was my skirt in there, but so were a lot of my other clothes. Faith was the best little sister ever. She took care of everyone in this apartment. Others before herself.
After digging through the dryer a bit, I spotted the skirt. I took it out just as Faith walked in with her red tank top.
"Here ya go," She said, handing it to me, "Just please try not to get anything on it."
I rolled my eyes. "I won't!"
"Sure," Faith said, walking out of the kitchen, "Whatever you say..."
"Damn! I know!" I agreed with her.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me to the floor. "Come on, let's go find some guys!"
After dancing around for a bit, I finally found this way hot guy. Okay, so it was dark and I couldn't really see what his face looked like...But he danced hot, so he had to be hella fine!
"You wanna get out of here?" He suggested to me.
"Sure...where to?" I asked him.
He didn't answer me. He just pulled me off of the dance floor and towards the exit. He took so much initiative that I didn't even care what he looked like anymore! (But I still do hope that he's hot...)
When we got into the lighted parking lot, my wish came true. He danced hot and he looked hot! He had this...and these...Damn! He was sexy!
"When he opened the car door for me he said, "I'm taking you to my place."
I giggled excitedly. "Really? To do...what?" I asked.
"I think you know what..." He answered me in his raspy voice.
I did, too. And I can't wait...Oh what fun I am going to have. I got what I came here looking for.
It took twenty minutes to get to his house. Okay, not a house: a mansion! Anyway, when we did get there we got out of his car and I followed him to his front door.
"You ready for me?" I asked him.
"I'm ready for anything..."
