How I liked to ... you know, do stuff with white men." That's really sick," Lisa frowned and then tried to smile, looking at my unfinished beer. "If I...d known you were coming back I'd have bought some wine." Well, I'm here to stay now," I told her. "I feel totally used, you know? Just ... used. Half the city probably thinks I'm a slut. I'm afraid I'll be walking around the mall and some white guy's gonna recognize me. God! I can't believe he did that to me." Are you going to divorce him?" Lisa. The place I lived at got busted, cops are swarming the place and I’m probably wanted by now, considering I had nearly a pound of Mary Jay in my dresser drawer. I told that dumbass Jared not to run hoes out of an apartment complex, but what do I know? All I’ve got now is my car, my empty wallet, a growling stomach and this switchblade. I flip the blade in and out and I consider my options. Shit, what options? Option 1: Starve. Not happening. Option 2: Go back home and try to get money/product,. I thought Ben was being rude, but, hey, he had to run his life and I had to run mine. Maybe Tiffi was having trouble accepting her new role as concubine and needed discipline. Not my affair. No sir.I was getting bored myself, so I tried out my AI link. “Alfred,” I whispered. came the voice in my head.“What is the situation with the sponsor, name ‘Ben Dunn’ and concubines sitting at the table three meters towards the room entrance of my location?”I sighed. I’m pretty good at getting information. . The only physical matter, forcefulness and energy release J’Arnie had in mind for the step parent free weekend, centred on the centre of her private universe...her coochie. And as for biology; well only human anatomy; her own, guys and other chicks... held any interest. ‘Fuck asexual reproduction....well probably not...” she realised.Cameron ‘Jonesy’ Jones had no idea how the weekend would unfold beyond a careful plagiarising of Hamish’s two finished assignments and a few slam dunks outside.