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I was a sophomore in college. The university I went to decided they needed to raise tuition. A classmate of mine, Brenda, in an effort to raise money and stay in school, came up with a nifty plan. She thought she'd date guys and charge them money..... I could make a schedule, provide transportation services. She said she needed my help to make sure that the dates went ok. The guys paid her, she said she'd give me a percentage. I was just trying to help a friend. We started making a lot of money. And wouldn't you know it, some of Brenda's girlfriends decided they wanted to be a part of it. Pretty soon, there were about 14 ladies that I was protecting while they gave me money.

We decided I shouldn't use my real name. So we came up with the name "Gator". Anyway, one day I wake up and I look in the mirror, and I don't like what I see. I mean, I had gotten out of control and I didn't even realize it.

One night, two of my favorite girls, Candy and Jolene, said, "we gotta take you in". They dropped me off at the emergency room. That's where I met Sheila, I was a mess. I made a promise to myself and to her that I would never get out of control again. So as soon as I graduated from college, I became an accountant for the police department. The most stable job I could think of. An accountant for law and order.