Meet his new friend

Rich sat in the opposing chair in a small cafe in the hub of the big city. Large marketing firms, the tallest building for the working lawyers where his sexy milf step mother works, and many condos that is used mainly by rich folks to increase their investments.

John stare at his new quote unquote friend. John read a text message earlier from Rich, which told him to come to this coffee shop. John couldn't tell when Rich arrived. It could have been five minutes ago or thirty minutes ago.

"So buddy. Today, I will help you gain confidence. To achieve this new conviction, I have to mold you into a perfect combination of Brad Pitt and of course myself. Now are you ready to fuck someone?"

John nods. "Yeah. I need my dick to get wet inside of a honey tight pussy."

Rich laugh. "Okay pal. For you to level up your deflated ego. I'm gonna have to ask you to go speak with that girl over there."

A sexy petite ebony punk girl chats with a leaving waitress. She wears an incredibly small red and black skirt with a equally tiny crop top. She gave off daddy vibes as John watch her mannerisms.

"If you can get her number, you pass. If you can fuck her, you pass with flying colors. No race jokes. But if you fail, I'm going to have a very weird task for you to complete. Are you game?"

John unquestionably nods. He knew he probably couldn't get this girl to fuck him in the men's bathroom, but he knew he could at least get her number. Maybe she'll be John first sexual conquest on his way to the top in the town of Lock Heaven.

He walks over to the punk chick. "Hi beautiful. Can I get a few minutes to chat you up?"

She ask a question back in her warm seductive voice. "Is that a question or a demand for my attention?"