A guy I knew, we did some time together in Sarasota, he knows this other guy. They useta run ATM scams, but had moved up the ladder a bit and were finishing up before moving on.

He rents a room in Orlando under a fake name and goes out on the strip. He’s walking and this chick in a car honks the horn. He turns and calls her over. She’s all…

“I thought you looked too nice to be walking.”

 

He gets in the car and they go to a bar for a drink. He tells her that he doesn’t have a place to stay because he’s supposed to be meeting someone in Tampa the next day. She offers her house and away they go.

Turns out she’s sitting on a phat four bedroom with the whole nine, inside and out. Her kids are gone cuz DYFS and her husband took them away, so my man decides to crash in their room.

He wakes up in the middle of the night to see her wandering past the door with nothing but a big t-shirt on. He calls her in and she’s like…

“We can’t do it in here. Oh, I miss my kids so much.”

 

And other shit like that. So she catches it in the master bedroom.

It’s like 5 a.m. and my man’s trying to sleep, but she’s like…

“Let’s go to the beach and watch the sun rise.”

He counters with an offer to take her shopping the next day and they go to sleep.

Next day, she drives him to Tampa and they stop at a bank. He gets a deposit envelope, puts in a recepit from CVS and seals it closed. Then he says,

“This is a check for $800. Deposit this and we’ll go to the mall. I gotta get a couple of things.”

She does and they go. She buys him a DVD player, some sneakers and food at the grocery, but she’s either getting the order wrong or buying extra shit with the money.

He doesn’t give a fuck, but I guess he was going to leave some for her for herself. Instead, she’s buying shampoo, bath beads and bad CD’s. He asked her for some Newports and she came back with Marbrolo Lights, Camels and Newport Mediums.

It was time to drop the dumb bitch…