I had a pretty good idea whyhe was being so pleasant. It was because he knew that I would be deadin a matter of minutes and I would be out of his hair..."Uh, no To... I mean, Mr. Tonti. I don't have it, any of it," Istumbled through saying. I thought I was going to wet my pants, I wasso scared."Well let's see, what could we do about all this debt you've incurred.If you had a job, you could pay it. Couldn't you?" he asked."Yes, Mr. Tonti. I could pay it back," I said nervously, not sure wherethis. I don’t write good. We are me b*o and mom/dad.We lived in India now are in Canada.It is very open minded people here. When I first went to school many girls and boys Hugged me. We became very good friend.School was mostly white people.We use to play together out in field.All the girls told me about what they do.They were very open in talk. After few months They started to ask me if I want to join in their club?I said I love to join your club.Not knowing what the club is.Next Saturday 2. There was more money, but for some reason, Uncle Juan handled that. Uncle Zane and Uncle Ivan did the cooking. Uncle Sean threw amazing parties. Most of the rest helped with the real estate in one way or another.Thirteen uncles. Most of DJ's life, it had been a fact without reason.Now, it made sense. they were all Uncle John's lovers.What didn't make sense was how an 80-year-old had a dozen lovers!"So why now?" DJ asked. "Why tell me all of this now?" That she could at least get her mind. I'll have to think of other ways to sneak in on you." He was rewarded with a flaming blush, but still no attempt to conceal what the lingerie displayed so fetchingly. "Tell you what. I'll order breakfast from room service and shower while they're fixing it. BUT... you have to stay just like that. Deal?" Cal!" she exclaimed, trying to sound indignant, but failing miserably. "Uh, OK."When he came out in just clean boxers, the food had not yet arrived, and she was sitting, looking forlorn. "You.