I spoke first and then Jarrod followed; he was thirty-two and had formerly been married. After a year of matrimony he realized that although bisexual,...his preference actually lay with men. Fortunately, as he put it, the union had not borne any fruit. Jarrod was the winemaker on an estate located about thirty miles away, and was not in a current relationship.After dinner, he asked if I was keen to find out if the real Jarrod lived up to the fictional one. I smiled naughtily, and playfully. I arrived at the store and parked my car. As I went inside, I could feel guys checking me out. I picked up some vegetables, got some pasta, I was looking at the meat case, when I heard some hater say to the guy she was with, "I can't believe they allow sluts like that (she points to me) in here."The guy replied, "Hey, don't worry about it, besides she's not hurting anyone."She huffed, "I mean they shouldn't allow her in here dressed like that, there's k**s in here for crying out loud. I bet. G's were his favorite.So as we hit the road on our way to see my grandma, Jordan immediately starts telling me about the weed he just got. "Man, wait till you hit this shit! I swear this Blue Dream will put you on yo ass....watch!" After he rolls the blunt, he lights it, then passes it to me. And he was right. That weed was fire! We continued to pass the blunt back and forth for the next 15 minutes until we reached Grandma Ruth's house.Once we had arrived, we rolled the windows all the way. Oftentimes even paid in their own blood.Although right now...The king's own brother, or my father's brother, the only male heir left had died from old age without leaving any male children in his place. Well, actually he had, as there were 3 of them. But one of them died in combat before I was even born. And as of the other two, they sadly didn't make it through infancy, with one being a stillborn and the other died from illness at age 7. It was said that the entire realm has never been so.