~ DAVID HARGROVE ~ After speaking with my father, I needed time to think about everything. I wanted time alone. Without Jake in tow, I went to our condo. That’s what I thought of the condo I kept for Maria. It’s our place. Somehow, when I was here, everything was different. I felt different, if that’s possible. I left my bodyguards with the car and went upstairs. Inside the condo, I poured myself a drink and wandered about. The silence bothered me, and I corrected that once I found her portable speaker. The change I feel come over me as I stand there listening to the music while I stare out the large windows over the bay and the city. Taking a sip, I want Maria there, caressing my shoulder and telling me dinner is ready. A sugar baby’s expected to be a plaything to showcase. So, why did I hate trotting her out and allowing others to ogle and touch her? I disliked it when others spoke to me about her. I hated it when they crit
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