There is always a Before It Was Too Late. Not unlike the check left on the table at Antoine’s. Running out the door. In full leather. Running out the door anywhere back then in full leather (I only wanted the pants because my dick was always hard and to hell with the rest of it). I mean, Who Cares. Been there. Done that. It didn’t mean anything. We were stupid high school students Miss Jean’s Epiphany Seniors Did You Hear About Who Got Pregnant And She Said He Never Put It In. Well, he did. Let me tell you something, a lot of people care. Watch your back. They all have very long memories and the same ones are always pouting and acting like bitches and witches but the drugs are very good. I would still do anything if you put it in front of me. Who’s kidding who. I moved again. Appalachia. I am not sure exactly why. Appalachia. In a Cabin in a woods on a lake. And then, the State of North Carolina came crawling out the woods.