Baby Maker

College graduation.

It was something I'd been looking forward to for years. I was finally done with schooling. I was finally done. I finally had my master's in business and it was time for me to join the work force. At 24 years old, I'd worked hard and even graduated early for my age. My high school offered an advanced learning program that allowed me to graduate two years ahead of schedule and start college earlier. Now that I was finally done studying, my best friend, Asher insisted on taking me for a night on the town. Asher was a year older than me, but he graduated three years ago because he decided to stop after his bachelor's degree. He was even working at a pretty impressive company, Signa Incorporated, in the Human Resources department. How he managed to land that job being as mediocre as he was when it came to work, I’ll never know. Asher never strives to be the best at anything. His ultimate goal was just to become a proper working man, and he achieved his goal at one of the most sought after companies in the country.

Asher slung an arm over my shoulder as we walked to the club he picked out. He was dressed up in an orange button up and black slacks. His blonde hair was slightly spiked up and the orange from his shirt made his brown eyes stand out even more. Asher was taller than me, standing at six feet even, and he had the lanky stature to match. I even dressed up in a sparkly silver halter-top romper with a deep drape exposing my cleavage. The romper had loose fitting shorts that ended right after my butt. I was, thankfully, blessed with curves in the right places. And being that I used to be an athlete and exercised regularly, my waist was small too. I wasn't as tall as Asher, but I wasn't terrible short either, standing at five feet and four inches. My black stilettos made me seem even taller. I left my long black hair down in beach waves while accentuating my brown eyes with a dark brown smoky eyes and coating my lips in a matte red lipstick.

"You never even told me where we were going," I said as we neared the strip.

"If I told you it was an office party, would you believe me?" Asher smirked. I caught myself rolling my eyes. Asher chuckled before leading me off towards a certain building.

"Minnie, you're going to be job hunting starting next week and Signa is a good company. It won't hurt to rub elbows with a few people ahead of time. Plus, our office parties are actually pretty lit," Asher tried to explain. He showed the security his work badge before he were let inside. He was right about the party. The music was thumping, people were dancing, and the overall atmosphere was lively. Asher led me straight to the bar and ordered us a round of shots. He held his glass towards me with a smile.

"Here's to finally starting on paying back that student debt," Asher said over the music. I chuckled before downing the shot.