Angel was sitting across from Samson sipping on his soda wondering how he wanted to take this.  He was getting tired of hoping for guy to guy and meeting complete strangers, not to mention older guys.  Here was possibly his chance to find just one guy, but then it comes into play that they were the same age and that would be perfect.<br/><br/>“Of course you have never had this type of discussion, dumb ass.”  Angel spat, “Aren’t you getting tired of different guys all the time?”  Angel knew he was.<br/><br/>Angel was watching Samson look around his apartment and Angel had to admit he really like the apartment and wished he could actually move out of his home and move in here.  Yes he used his parents’ money to get the place and it was paid for he owned it.  All he had to pay was the utilities for it.  He did have a job that he did on the weekends.  “I like it here, its private and no one asked questions, because no one cares.”