“I am Jessica and I hate it when guys try to hit on me”, She answered and smiled ironically.This chick was a hard nut to crack and I understood it... She probably brushed guys off pretty easily so I lost my confidence for a second, but then remembered a wise saying, I don’t remember who said it but it sounded like that: “A woman is like a fortress and a professional general will always find a way to conquer it”. I remembered that saying and smiled.“I am not trying to hit on ya, I’m just looking. I thought about it as she cried.I had her wipe her face with a cool cloth."Listen to me. Then promise that what I say never leaves this room. I have a little money. I'll pay for her abortion. I don't want you to pay me back, and I want your promise never to speak of it again. That will solve the problem short term."My voice got harder."My price is you have to listen to me without interruption. Next to Janie, you're the finest woman I know. Kind, loving, beautiful. Any man would be proud to walk. His skin was as brown as a berry from all the time he spent in the sun, both lifeguarding AND landscaping and who knows what else the fuck he did to make money.He isn’t black, shit my daughter’s boyfriend is black and he isn’t as dark as Mark got when he tanned.Oh shit! I hate thinking about the old days. I almost lost track of what I’m doing here. I’m supposed to be tracking down my wayward daughter. My greatest fear is that she’ll turn out to be like me.At only seventeen, she can’t seem to. Arlene turned the wheelchair around and started down the hall, she and the younger wives chatting and giggling with Angel as if they had known her forever.Jeff turned to Fred, a deep frown on the Prime's face. Fred shook his head, his expression unreadable. "I didn't get to do a damn thing," he said as the men slowed to allow the women to get farther ahead of them. Before Jeff could respond, "Brenda was between us. Justin pissed Momma Bear off. I doubt if he even knew what killed him." But he.