A gene that open to i****t.I've told you a lot of personal stuff, but let me introduce myself.My name is Billy Davis; my mother is Susan Davis. When m... motherdivorced my father she went back to her maiden name and had minelegally changed to match hers. We lived in the south and my mothermarried when she just turned 15 and I was born a week later. I missedby 7 days being a bastard. A girl getting pregnant and married at 15wasn't all that unusual in the south back then, and she stayed inschool. “I have enough problems without hundreds of John Does just wanting to take a closer look,” I replied.“The media is screaming about the no fly zone over this place; they want all those aerial shots for the news. I am expecting it to be dropped as soon as the president gets involved. He has already put his two cents worth in based on social media,” Eric said.“I am pulling all my out of town people out as soon as they can get packed. I have other pressing issues to deal with elsewhere,” I said. There was Glenn, who I met in college, who always treated me like a princess, but got insanely jealous whenever I was friendly with another man or another man looked at me as little as two seconds too long. Our sex life was pretty ordinary, and sometimes he’d freak out if I wanted to try something the tiniest bit risqué. However, he saw nothing wrong with having me watch porn with him on occasion. Ironically, I broke up with him after three years when I discovered he was running the same game. Stop at a rest area to piss and maybe catch some sleep. As soon as I get out of my truck this go strikes up a conversation. Me being a young naive country boy a talk with him for a minute or two. The conversation starts getting weirder and weirder the longer he talks and I finally do the metal gymnastics in my head that this dude is or might be gay. I suddenly bring up my fiance' and how much I can't wait to see her (a total lie, just trying to let him down gently). I think we are done talking.