There were a few things you needed to know about Faiz: One, he was an old-school businessman. He valued his professional image, which is why, during the week; you couldn’t catch him in public without a nice shirt and his gold watch on his wrist along with some cash in his pockets. Other than the fact that he liked big parties and expensive booze, he liked discretion.
Two, he was the chilliest guy I had ever met. For the past few weeks, I had been hooking up with him. I learned that he didn’t demand much. He knew what he liked and didn’t like. Nothing seemed to faze him (except one thing I did).
Last, he was generous. A charitable guy. Sexually. He called me his good boy and really did take care of me. He didn’t just hump me like a rabbit. He did foreplay and all that good stuff, making s
