James and I met in school when I was 15, and he a year younger than me 14. He'd also flirt with me and pay me a number of compliments that always kept... my heart warm. He was a sweet guy, but at that time in my life he wasn't what I was after. He was a bit shorter than me and still is, brown hair and at that stage average Male body. As years went by James and my friendship grew stronger and stronger to eventually reaching a point where him and I would share almost every story together. We went. ”Eventually, my sister and I had it down to a system that even Simone could see was best for Vicky. And it was Tara who encouraged me to consider a law degree.“You would never make a cop, Jimmy, but maybe a lawyer?” Tara said.That was a difficult period. I was working stringing cable, taking care of my daughter, and going to law school. I came through it thanks to Tara and Simone. Oddly, I was a better man for the difficulties I faced.Simone and Tara were both at my law school graduation,. I had to do it again and again and again. This high was all I wanted. Another few days passed. My high dragged on from day to day to day. How I managed to stay working and stay alive was puzzling. I faintly remembered the days that passed by at work where I would continually feign a little smile for my superiors and the smiling customers. But the minute my numb high wore off and I was able to get my hands on more pills, I was off again, diving into the depths of numbness as my painkillers took. I had always admired strong-willed women. I liked being around people who challenged me and that were feisty. I wanted someone who I could debate with and wouldn’t back down. It was fun and stimulating and, to me, sexy. In any case, I had chased her and she had met me at some restaurants and bars, always paying her own way, until I finally took her to one that she couldn’t afford on the budget she had set for herself. That had been considered our first real date. It went from there. We lived.