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ROYCE-THE REINTRODUCTION

What's up Peps? Some of you may know me, from the other site, but for those who don't, let me introduce myself. My name is Royce Roberts. I am a descendant, of the Phillips Oil Company. My Great Grandfather, was the founder, and passed it down, though the family. We have our hands, in anything, pertaining to oil, weather it be, motor, body, or cooking. We all up in it. You see, before my Granddad died, he told me, I would never in life, have to worry about money. he asked only one thing of me, to make sure, the money he leaves to me, will also help others. He said, to keep it to myself, would make me very unhappy. So I decided, to buy into real estate. I'd buy apartment buildings, fix them up, and rent them out, at a very reasonable price, to those, who wouldn't ordinarily, be able to afford them. Like I said, this was my plan.

I hired a realtor, and she took me out, and we found, the perfect place. I hired a construction team, and they rebuilt it, from the inside, from top to bottom. It looked like, designer homes. Now, I had to find, an interior designer. It took more time than I thought, but when it was done, it was done Right. All I had to do now, was find tenants, for the place.

I forgot to tell you, I'm one of those guys, that stays hot, all the time. I would go cruising, at the beach, bath house, gym, or anywhere, I thought men would hang out. I was at the Club house one day, looking good, if I must say so myself, just checking out the scene.

Things were pretty normal, all the regulars were there, none of which, really caught my eye. So I sat around, had a few cocktails, and got bored. After my third drink, I was ready to go, when I laid eyes on this guy Joey. he was a fine Black thing. As I walked by him, he rubbed on his lips, as if to say, I want to use these, on you.



We hooked up, and I found out, he was a hire for pay, kind of guy. At the moment, I didn't even care. I took him into the pool house, in a shower stall, and I ate him up. When I finished, as I was leaving, a friend of mines, stopped me and said, be carful of him, he robbed me once. I was stung, but not surprised. Actually, I dated him a few more times, and he got me too. I just blew it off, and moved on. I went to my newly redone apartment building, to check things out, one more time, and I noticed, the air conditioning, was not blowing, as well, as I thought it should. I called the repairman, and this fine young man, walked in. He fixed the air, and came back in, with his jumper, undone.

Ok Mister, you're all ready to go, is there anything else, I can do for you?

I couldn't even speak, my eyes were stuck on stupid. he knew I was staring, cause, he started coming out of his things.



Well, since you asked, there is

What can I do?

You see, there is a fire in my mouth, and it needs, some fluid, to put it out

Well, the next thing I knew, I was sitting in a chair, blowing the hell, out of his fire extinguisher. it didn't take long, before I had all of his juices, flowing down my throat.



I asked him, what was the charge, for his house call, and he said, paid in full. That was a bill, I could pay, everyday. Now it was time, to get serious. I have an apartment building, to rent out.

As I do every morning, I go for a 5 mile run. It helps clear my head. As I'm making my way back to my house, I notice a young man, sleeping on a park bench. He has on hardly anything, with a backpack. I go over to him, and tap him on his shoulder lightly, and he wakes up, grabbing his belongings.

Yes, what is it? I ain't done nothing wrong

I know, I just wanted to ask, are you ok? Why are you out here sleeping?