Tells you about stuff

As he shows you the cash and weed, you feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. You've never been involved in anything like this before, but the thought of being his partner in crime is thrilling.

"I'll help you with whatever you need," you say, looking up at him with determination. "I want to be here for you, no matter what."

He nods, his eyes gleaming with approval. "Good," he says, handing you the bag of weed. "Let's smoke some of this and celebrate our new partnership."

You take the bag from him and follow him to the living room, where he rolls a joint and lights it up. As you take a puff, you feel a wave of relaxation wash over you.

"This is good stuff," you say, handing the joint back to him.

He takes a puff and grins. "Yeah, it's some of the best weed around," he says, taking another puff. "I'm glad you like it."

"I know we just met, and have really just been fucking but I promise I am smart and can help. I am willing to do whatever it takes to help you out."

He leans back, enjoying your touch, and nods. "Anything?" he asks, a sly grin on his face.

You nod, feeling emboldened by the weed and the heat between the two of you. "Anything," you repeat, feeling a rush of desire for him.

He leans in and kisses you, his hands roaming over your body. "Good," he says, breaking the kiss. "Because I have a proposition for you."

He tells you about his plan to expand his **** operation and how he needs someone he can trust to help him manage it. You listen attentively, feeling a mix of excitement and fear. This is a big step, and you're not sure if you're ready for it.

"Great, I need you to help me, I have a meeting with the local gang today, and I am hoping to become their main supplier. I need you to help me convince the leader to go with me, by using your special talents baby."