Story translated: I ran away for 6 weeks with a guy I had just met two nights before. I just knew he was the one for me. I neglected to pay the rent on my trailer because my fiance said "baby, we're never coming back here." So naturally the Sheriff evicted me. Most of my belongings were picked through by my neighbors and what they didn't take, trash collection did. I'm just making up the part about being robbed so some of you white knights on TER will feel sympathetic and buy me some new stuff.
Anyway, my fiance and I called off our wedding plans because I met a guy who does independent pharmaceutical sales. Daddy wouldn't approve of him because he's black, but Daddy's opinion no longer matters since he killed himself when I was 8. Tyrone moved me into this house. It's not the nicest neighborhood, but hey, at least the house is no longer on wheels. He doesn't live here. We have an open relationship. But while I'm in his house, I have to give him 90% of my earnings. He manages my business. He's such an entrepreneur. I really wasn't robbed. I was trying to get more TER johns to buy me stuff.
P.S. I'm running incall specials all week.
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Why do you black guys like to ruin white girls? I guess for the same reason you like to ruin white neighborhoods. -NitneLiun