With Jerry’s being new in town and serving the best cup of coffee we were the latest new hangout. Anyway, here is my story… xxx His face seemed to be grimacing even when he was not and the hardened muscles of his wiry build bulged through his fitted dress shirt. My very first menial labor job would be my last for a long while. At least here I could make contacts, try to get some real education and delve into some serious fashion. And then came the glorious offer to retire to my penthouse suite for as long as I liked. Stone was a good name for him as most of his features could have been chiseled out of rock. It wasn’t long after that I was told everything we were, had been a lie.




















