A hot blonde

You arrive at Jamal's place. It's a huge loft apartment. Damn, you think, how can he afford this in LA? But there's a lot about Jamal's life you don't know.

Which is more than apparent when the door opens and his girlfriend greets you. Sure he said she was pretty and blonde and wild. But you didn't expect someone who looked like she does. Her hair is practically platinum, long, lovely. Her face is painted like a real slut. She wears a tight dress and a playboy bunny necklace. Jamal just have called her and prepared her. Unless this is how she usually dresses around the house.

You don't want to presume, but you assume she must be a stripper... or something like that.

"Hey I'm..." You go to introduce yourself.

"I don't care. I ain't learning your name." She says, waving you in.

Charming.

As it turns out, you're the fourth guy to arrive there. Jamal, Chris and Arnold are already there. Daisy hasn't yet arrived.

"Now remember what I said, Sugar." Jamal says to his girlfriend whose name is either Sugar or that's what Jamal calls her. "You can't treat this one like the other girls I bring home. This is Daisy Ridley."

Sugar shrugs. "I don't know who that is."

"From the Star Wars movie." Arnold clarifies, bristling uncomfortably, perhaps at the idea that someone isn't as intimately acquainted with Star Wars as he is.

"You know I don't watch that nerdy shit." Sugar rolls her eyes.

"Well the point is, she's famous okay?" Jamal seems annoyed. Surely he wants this to go well.

"I don't care about famous girls. I like naughty girls. Why bring me home a famous boring one?" Sugar again rolling her eyes.

"You'd care if I brought home Kim Kardashian." Jamal laughs.

"Yeah, cause she's naughty as fuck."

"Just behave."

"Maybe."

And then the buzzer.

Sugar goes to open the door and there stands Daisy, still disheveled, but it looks like she's fixed her makeup a bit. Sugar gives her a big look up and down. "Hi, Slut." She says.

Jamal closes his eyes and sighs

Daisy doesn't seem bothered. "Hi." She says, her voice dripping with delight.

"Jamal tells me you're a boring slut." Sugar asks.

Again, Daisy reacts with grace. "Not after tonight."

"So you probably want in here, huh? Want a place to spread your legs and asshole?" Sugar sneers

"That's the idea." Daisy answers.

"Okay. No problem. But there's one requirement to get through the door." Sugar says.