Instead of keeping uptheir policy of 'no one gets hurt' they started to hurt people. Or,rather, the information and things he was stealing was startin... to hurtpeople, sometimes costing them their lives and he couldn't take it.He thought he could, he really did and he really tried but it was justtoo much. His morals were getting in the way. Sure he was a thief but noone ever got hurt while he was on the job. Pride, sometimes, got hurtbut other than that he knew no one had died because he took. That bothered him considerably, and I think that is part of why he found himself to be so hideously ugly even when everyone found him to be an attractive man.As he continued his doctoral studies, he met a girl that he befriended and eventually married.She knew of his "problem", but she didn't understand it. So, he tried to suppress it. At first, it seemed as all would be okay, but a couple of years into the marriage, Tom was getting more depressed. He felt betrayed by her. He began shaving his. Ryan rubbed the back of his head and then shrugged."A Nigerian guy, that's moi, trying to blend in with the crowd becausehe has the harshest English accent in the world. So, I tried to speaklike, you know... African-American."Michael was from a family of Nigerian converts, right. He picked up theaccent from his teacher. He hadn't hung out with Michael for years, andhe definitely felt the time gap. His accent was diminishing somewhatactually."How's it going anyway?" Michael asked cheerfullyRyan. She had heard from her girlfriend Helena that the dancers were hunks who sported huge dicks and that if you tipped them they would let you touch it. She had come ready with a wad of five dollar bills.As we approached the front door we could hear the beat of music. Anita leaned over to me and whispered in my ear she was already wet down there...I knew that if I paid the manager some dollars; Anita would be invited up onto the stage with the male dancers for an up close and personal session. It.