I’ll figure it out.But standing in the cold and barren street, seeing the prostitute on one corner and two guys I swear are dealing on another corne...r, I feel pathetic. No panties and a thin sweatshirt are the last straw. Reyna has taken the people I love, but I know, now, she’s trying to take my dignity. I’ll sleep in this sleazy apartment with June, and somehow, Reyna wins. This is all her plan. I’ve lost.But I don’t need to quit. I underestimated her. I keep underestimating her. I’m going to. He was more fat then muscles, and he completely filled the doorway.Solomon King stood up and came around the desk, and leaned back against it. He was around six and a half feet tall and looked to have even more muscles then Tyrone. He looked a cross between Tyrone and Latrell. Latrell's height and looks, with Tyrone's bulk and confidence. "I own Ebony and Ivory Enterprises," continued the black man. Ann thought he sounded like James Earl Jones. "And I own you." You don't own me," said Ann. There are a score or more thrift stores and resale shops in Amarillo,not counting Goodwill and the Salvation Army. From time to time variouschurches of sundry denominations have bazaars, and there is always agarage sale somewhere. Whenever we get to come to town without the spearside of our family, we try to race around to as many of these locationsas we can to keep track of what and what sizes are currently availableand at what costs."You know Skyla's not going to like anything we pick out," I. ”I…I still don’t know…” was all I could mutter in return.But I knew she could see past my weak protests that were mere excuses. The idea turned me on too and a lump had appeared on my skirt. I was afraid someone would notice but before I could think of that any further…”Come, let’s go to him… Or are you gonna stand here and let everyone know of your secret?” she giggled.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I.