.." Okay." He's ... he's not ... well, I know Wes pretty well since he's my roommate. And he's ... he's not as nice a person as you might think."She c...huckled briefly. "A 'nice person'?" I mean, he's nice to girls ... to women ... mainly to get them into bed," I blurted.A slight smile curved her lips. "So he's not a 'nice boy' ... he's what might be called a 'bad boy'?"I frowned. "To women anyway; though that's probably not the word I would choose."She didn't respond immediately as we made our. I'll tell you more about it later." Where is Uhuru?" asked Jill."Oh, he'll be along," replied Aunt Jane.Almost as if on cue, he came out wearing his birthday suit."Uhuru, you're naked!" exclaimed Jill."I truly like this one," he said. "She has a keen grasp of the obvious." Yes, we wanted to give you a nude surprise. I hope that you can forgive us," explained Aunt Jane."Because you two have made me feel so at home here, I wanted to do the same for you," he said.We both thanked for Uhuru for. She had left it at home, and she needed it for her work. She was already on site, and could not afford the time it would take to come back home and get it."I hope being an insurance investigator is worth it mom," I muttered to myself.Well, when I thought about it, we lived well at least. Not as well as my girlfriend did, but then, they owned three businesses. Mom worked for an insurance companies fraud division. It kept a roof over our head and food on the table; and, if we were careful, all. She had not seen nor heard from her daughter since the day of the big fight about her career choice. Zaria told Michael she had made such a mistake in not trusting her daughter, and every day her heart would bleed from loneliness. Zaria's husband, a huge but gentle man, held is wife in his arms to comfort her as Zaria ask if Michael had come to tell her Maureen had died in some horrible plane crash? Then Michael handed her the picture of the two of them at their wedding, and then a picture of.