Scott Richards Junior entered the Richards fashion center offices disguised in sun glasses and still looking handsome in a blue suit, white shirt, no tie with two top buttons left loose I guess to show his hairy chest and diamond chain around his neck. No belt, no socks. A pair of shiny black lofas were protecting his feet and by his side was his best friend in a suit too but grey, with a tie. He was on duty after all.
"Good morning sir" a sassy female attendant said flashing one of those smiles that elevate s****l tension you know, those that scream "kiss me baby"
"Morning how are you" Scott asked getting rid of his sunglasses.
Kyle had to stop too which he didn't like unless they were both getting the attention.
"Am fine you look nice" she complemented.
"Thank you, see you around"
