It didn't take much to make her world go 'round. Sex, drugs, and alcohol kept her from losing her mind. But when she needed to breath she would surf. It was her zone. Her zen. Her happy place. But a lot about her was a mystery. Who was she? Where did she come from? Was she always like this? She'd smile and tell you to kindly f*ck off if you asked. She didn't like getting close.
Let's start with the beginning. Let's focus on Sebring, Florida. DJ's mother had no real skills as she had never finished school. She was blessed with naturally good looks. Dark hair, dark eyes, gorgeous skin, and lovely curves. DJ's mother had originally come from Cuba with a lot of other immigrants. With that body she used it to make money. Whether it was on the streets or in the clubs. She made a decent living and was able to afford her own place and have a roof over her head and food on the table.
Things were going about as well as one could imagine for a poor Cuban girl addicted to coke. And she finally hit the big money! Or at least she did. At one of the finer clubs a wealthy white gentleman came to frequent and picked her as a favorite. He was young and handsome. Blonde hair and blue eyes that made her melt. He could do whatever he wanted to her just as long as he kept giving her money and the drugs. And oh did he. It wasn't long into their drug fueled affair that her mom got knocked up. Now daddy was married to a woman with a hefty inheritance. If it was found out that he fathered another woman's child it would result in divorce and a loss of money.
Despite all of her fuck ups in life she felt this was the one thing she could do right. It was also against her beliefs. So naturally she rejected the idea of aborting the baby or giving it away. He knew there was there was nothing he could do to change her mind. They agreed that they would part ways and he would give her money each month in an undisclosed account. Though they did continue to see each other as their lust for each other seemed to be stronger than ever. She did stop all the drugs and toxins so the baby could be healthy.
Her mother really wanted a boy. So even before finding out what she was having she chose the name of David John. One of those names was after the father. It wasn't until the baby was born she found out she had a girl. So it was shortened to DJ. DJ is what she would go by for the rest of her life despite what it said on her birth certificate and ID. Kicking and screaming DJ came into the world.
Let's start with the beginning. Let's focus on Sebring, Florida. DJ's mother had no real skills as she had never finished school. She was blessed with naturally good looks. Dark hair, dark eyes, gorgeous skin, and lovely curves. DJ's mother had originally come from Cuba with a lot of other immigrants. With that body she used it to make money. Whether it was on the streets or in the clubs. She made a decent living and was able to afford her own place and have a roof over her head and food on the table.
Things were going about as well as one could imagine for a poor Cuban girl addicted to coke. And she finally hit the big money! Or at least she did. At one of the finer clubs a wealthy white gentleman came to frequent and picked her as a favorite. He was young and handsome. Blonde hair and blue eyes that made her melt. He could do whatever he wanted to her just as long as he kept giving her money and the drugs. And oh did he. It wasn't long into their drug fueled affair that her mom got knocked up. Now daddy was married to a woman with a hefty inheritance. If it was found out that he fathered another woman's child it would result in divorce and a loss of money.
Despite all of her fuck ups in life she felt this was the one thing she could do right. It was also against her beliefs. So naturally she rejected the idea of aborting the baby or giving it away. He knew there was there was nothing he could do to change her mind. They agreed that they would part ways and he would give her money each month in an undisclosed account. Though they did continue to see each other as their lust for each other seemed to be stronger than ever. She did stop all the drugs and toxins so the baby could be healthy.
Her mother really wanted a boy. So even before finding out what she was having she chose the name of David John. One of those names was after the father. It wasn't until the baby was born she found out she had a girl. So it was shortened to DJ. DJ is what she would go by for the rest of her life despite what it said on her birth certificate and ID. Kicking and screaming DJ came into the world.