Conda let her ramble on. It was obvious she needed someone to talk to but it was equally obvious that it shouldn't be him. At the mention of what happened earlier, he grunted and shifted his dick to make it a little more comfortable. He sincerely hoped that Goose would let him take a crack at her some day in the future. This wasn't going to work, he realized and put away his cards. He did have some words of advice to give her. Just as he was about to say something, she called herself a whore which made Conda snort.<br/><br/>"Yous no ho. Coral twas one fer her daddy and three older bros afore she hacked off their dicks," he countered. "Dey made her inta a pain slut. Now she can't get no pleasure unless she's in pain. I've only heard Goose's side of what happened 'fore he was thrown in juvie so's I don't know all ya been through since den. Four walls is helluva lot better than no walls. I should know since I wus on da streets for six months 'fore they busted me fo' stealin'. I've known Goose fer two years now. Dere's only one answer anyone can give him. Da truth. Goose keeps sayin' he wants da best for ya, no matter what it is. I 'spect that if what is best fer ya ain't him den he's gonna let ya walk right out dat door. We's family, girl. We watch out for 'tother. Dere ain't no secrets 'tween us. Come sit down and bawl yer story out. After, if'n Goose ain't back, I'lls tells ya mine. If'n he does git back, I'll tells ya mine wheneve' ya ask ta hears it."<br/>