We have laughed at the crazy stories we’ve heard about life on the road, some with sexual twists involving the many girls they have throwing themsel...ves at them. As time goes by it seems its happening less and less, seeing that when we first found this roots rock music style we were in college, now in our mid thirties. That being said, most of these guys are in pretty good shape, have a rock style about them, and some have significant ink. My wife has always thought some were good looking,. We've got everything set up out there for you. Your bills are paid for the next four years and we've even furnished the nursery." You said goodbye to everyone from school, all your friends?" Stephanie asked."We said goodbye at prom last night. It was beautiful." I'm glad. I hope you got a lot of nice pics."Ron nodded towards the street where a van was parked under a shady tree."Now, you may notice a blue van following you. I don't want you to be alarmed. That's just a couple of friends of mine. She had always loved dogs, but had never really been around more than two dogs at a time. She imagined a hundred dogs running toward her the second she stepped foot inside the kennel, but knew that was foolish. She nodded and Candy pulled the door open. Oddly, not a single bark was heard. At least, not until Barbie stepped inside. Suddenly, dozens of barks echoed throughout the room as Barbie studied her surroundings. The building was basically just a large room with a row of large cages on. Yet upon moving to the Confederation of Canada, I started questioning things I had never questioned before. Why did the local Black women hate the local Black men so much? What was so special about White men in the eyes of Black women? And why must every Black guy in Ottawa date a chubby White lady but never a skinny one? Did Black Love matter to Black people in the Confederation of Canada? I didn’t know. I couldn’t know. So many questions and so little time, eh? I decided to focus on school.