I was shameless. Not exactly the guy you wanna' take home to meet mom. Hey, I'm twenty years old, okay, and not interested in buying china together.... I just wanna' obey my genetic imperative man... a healthy male specimen at twenty is a****l-driven by mother nature to spread around the baby batter and she doesn't give a fuck if this a****l's imperative is to coat the inside of some dudes guts with his sperm. Oh, damn. I shouldn't have thought about that word -- sperm. Just hearing that. It was always so a****listic and raunchy with Tyrone.The other brothas that messed with Cassie over the years were mostly low rent thugs. She had issues due to not having a father around I guess. Most of them were the same. As soon as Cassie was away they would say things like, ‘How you get uh ass like dat?’ or ‘You built like a bitch.’ or ‘If we was locked up, you’d be my girl!’ Once they said those things, it was on and popping. Cassie is married now. His name is Deland and he’s good to her.. She replied, "No thanks Dar. I'm okay, but thanks, anyway." She squeezed her roommate's hand as she exited the car.Darleen watched her Levi-clad friend walk toward the motel office. 'That bastard Johnny better appreciate what he's getting tonight, ' she thought, while guessing that he probably wouldn't.After inquiring at the front desk and getting a leering once-over from the clerk, Kriste headed for Johnny's room. She was determined to go through with this. As always, once she'd made up her. Turns out, quite a lot.We setup a Swiss bank account, and regularly transferred the money we received into it. It wasn’t long before we knew we would be set for life, and didn’t have to worry about work ever again. It was at that point we decided to “disappear”.Being on the move didn’t appeal to me. It was unsettling for Anita and Julie; Anita craved farm life, and Julie needed a steady anchor for her young life growing up. Living out of a suitcase wasn’t really going to be a long-term.