“It’s me Katrina.” I said. xxx 18 I can smoke all day without coughing one bit, but those morning cigarettes drive me crazy. I guess a black man has never asked me out. At least until I was done eating my breakfast. They are two strong tastes that like to battle each other. I blew out the smoke and looked down at my plate. The only thing I could think of was, she was out drinking all night long. As long as they weren’t drunks or perverts, but that standard is the same for all other guys. The coffee was so hot, it burnt my tongue. I shouldn’t say that, because it isn’t true. I blew the smoke out of my nostrils and sat back in the chair.
