His great-great-grandfather got it honestly, being a real butcher in fact, on his master’s plantation in East Texas,” Tamara explained the surname... more out of pride than out of necessity, “I don’t mind telling you that he’s a judge himself. Superior Court.”“The Honorable Wayne Butcher ... has a nice ring to it, actually. You’re right, it’s a neat, very idealized American, upwardly mobile ascendancy, coming up from slavery, having actual slaves in the family tree ... to being a judge in a. . She peddled the chunky bicycle down the bustling beach street, stopped by an ATM, just in case... bought a new pack of Newport's and cruised all the way down the boulevard until reaching the ocean. She found her favorite bench to prop her bike on and pulled out her mini primo. No, it's not base if I smoke you like this silly girl... You're so funny sometimes candy, now quiet down and let mommy smoke your fine ass... Melanie sparked the tip, closed her eyes and inhaled deeply making the cherry. When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and pretend to hang out washing or clean the windows and noticed after a few times that as she returned to her house, she would pause and look my way, partly as I was an object of curiosity locally, being a foreigner trying to live amongst the locals rather than in a fancy expensive apartment or house.She was tall, long hair and fairly average or even plain looking, not unattractive but certainly not a sexy babe, and aged around 45.One day as I was. She looked out at the towering snow dusted pine trees from the cabin’s expansive porch and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the clean mountain air. ‘Oh, I’m not the best… I just try to help him with what I can. Jacob is such a great boss,’ Brooke said, smiling as she took another sip of her coffee. ‘Jacob told me you were modest… We were lucky that we drove up the mountain when we did last night. Just look at how all the fresh powder makes everything look so pristine, so untouched.’.