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as she sat over Archer. She then held
his face with both her hands and kissed him. “You are so
fucking hot!” She pulled her face back only to declare this and
went back to kissing him.
    “ After
we get on that beach, I am going to fuck your brains out.”
Reggie told Archer about her plans. Right then, she felt something
vibrating in Archer’s pants.
    “ Ooh!”
she chuckled.
    “ It's
my phone.” Archer explained while gently pushing her away. He
then took his phone out of his pocket. “I am sorry, I need to
take this,” he said getting off his chair.
    Reggie stood up and as
Archer walked away, she fell in his chair, “Come back soon. I
am horny!” she yelled.
    Archer quickly went
inside the cabin and closed the door. After he made sure Reggie was
not able to hear him, he answered the call, “This is not going
well.”
    “ What
happened?” The voice on the other end of the phone inquired. It
was Phillip Sanchez, Archer’s trusted advisor and friend.
    “ You
said this girl was different from the others.” Archer said
looking at Reggie from the glass window.
    “ Yeah,
she has a degree in philosophy. I guess.” Phillip replied.
    “ I
don’t think so. Because all she could think of is going to a
beach, getting drunk and having sex with me.”
    “ How
is that bad?” Phillip wondered.
    Archer started walking
inside the cabin. He opened the door that led to the corridor and
walked towards his room. “If I wanted to have sex with a
beautiful woman, there was no need for me to come here, to the middle
of the ocean.”
    “ But,
you are already there...” Phillip suggested. “So what is
the harm in bumping a quick ugly and come back?”
    “ Now
you are talking just like her.” Archer opened the door to his
room. Inside, he took off his shoes and crashed in his bed. “Hold
on for a second.”
    He then pressed the
intercom by his bed.
    “ Yes,
Mr Finch!” Alex’s voice poured through the speakers.
    “ Alex,
I am in my room, but my friend is still on the deck. Would you be so
kind and look after her. If she needs anything?” Archer
politely told Alex what to do.
    “ Certainly
Mr Finch. And what should I say if your friend asks for you?”
    “ Tell
her I am on a conference call.” Archer gave him the answer.
    “ Very
well Mr Finch. Do you need anything in your room?” Alex asked
in his never changing polite tone.
    “ No
thanks Alex, I am fine.”
    “ Alright
Mr Finch.”
    “ You
are leaving a hot drunk girl on the deck of your yacht, while you sit
in your room, talking to a guy…” Phillip recapped the
situation for Archer. “Give me one good reason why somebody
won’t assume you are gay?”
    “ Maybe
you are confusing me with somebody who cares about what other people
think of him.” Archer smiled. “How does it matter if I am
straight or gay? I have a hot drunk girl on my deck who wants me.”
    “ You
just used my argument against me.” Phillip said.
    “ Well,
you always tell me I could be a good lawyer, remember?” Archer
chuckled. “Besides I don't have sex with drunk girls. Right now
she wants me because I own this yacht and the expensive wine she is
chugging down.”
    “ You
are good looking too. Don’t forget that.” Phillip
reminded him.
    “ By
that logic, every good looking guy should be sleeping with a
Victoria’s secret model.”
    “ I
don’t believe it. Do you know how many guys would kill to be in
your spot right now?” Phillip almost cried.
    “ Why
are you talking like her? You know I am not looking for this .
I came out on this date because you said this girl was different. You
wanted to play matchmaker, and now I am stuck with a drunk girl who I
quote, wants to fuck my brains out.”
    “ You
say this like it's a bad thing.”
    “ Trust
me, where I am right now in my life, I am really tired of this shit.”
Archer said. “Every girl I meet is interested in me only
because I have a shit load of money.”
    “ Again,
you say this like it's a bad thing.”