‘It’s your twenty-fifth birthday, isn’t it?’ the white, 28-y/o Byron asked the white, 24-y/o Levi one August, Saturday afternoon while the friends were at the computer repair store they owned.

‘You remembered,’ Levi said.

‘Of course. You aren’t married and shouldn’t be alone. Come with me so that my wife, Gina, and I can help you celebrate,’ Byron replied before the guys went to his home.

‘Welcome to the whorehouse,’ he grinned,

‘Whorehouse?’ Levi responded.

‘Is there a difference between a whore and a slut?’ Byron inquired.

‘Not as long as they’re dirty,’ Levi said.

‘I’m a filthy disgrace to womanhood!’ the black-haired, 27-y/o wife admitted.

‘Yeah, and she needs phyical abuse,’ Byron explained.