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life. I’m never giving it up. Never!”
    The following evening Simone, Lillian and Kirk were sitting on the terrace of their villa in Turks & Caicos Islands sipping drinks and enjoying the breathtaking view.
    “ I can’t believe this,” Lillian said for the millionth time. They had ditched the Jaguars’ private jet, Ms. Chanté and Mannie in Vegas and J.T. leased a jet to fly them to Turks & Caicos. As soon as he signed his one hundred million dollar contract with the Jaguars he decided that he no longer wanted to fly commercial. He either travelled by private jet or a tricked out tour bus.
    As usual, the efficient Aleesha had reserved the four-bedroom Villa for them. As soon as Simone saw it, she nearly wept from the beauty of it. Even though it was surrounded by the turquoise blue Caribbean Sea, it had its own private pool.
    While the concierge unloaded the rental car and brought their luggage in, Simone and Lillian, raced from room to room oohing and aahing over every little thing. Each bedroom had its own bathroom each equipped with a Jacuzzi tub. The master suite had its own private balcony overlooking the sea. There was a huge great room with travertine flooring and vaulted ceilings, there were plasma TVs throughout, the kitchen had stainless steel appliances with black granite countertops.
    At the first opportunity she got, Marcella had Simone and J.T. stage some photos. She told them to frolic in the water and to walk hand-in-hand on the soft white sand beach. Then when a spontaneous sand fight erupted between them, she was beyond happy. She had tipped off some local reporters that J.T. and Simone were in Turks & Caicos and they did what she knew they would, they snapped pictures of the athlete and his new wife. The exclusive photos appeared on CMZ.com within the hour. Video footage of the couple was later shown during the ten o’clock news.
    Lillian stood up and stretched. “I think I need a nap. Is seven a good time for dinner?”
    “ Yes Mom. That’s perfect. Enjoy your nap.” Lillian kissed her then practically waltzed out of the room. “Oh and dinner is casual tonight,” Simone called to her.
    Simone and Kirk enjoyed the silence. Simone loved her mother, but sometimes she talked too much and her constant chatter was irritating. J.T. and Marcella had been gone for hours and he had just called fifteen minutes ago to tell her that he won’t be back until late…very late.
    Simone finally said something. “So, where is he?” she asked and Kirk sighed. Simone wasn’t sure if he made that sound because he didn’t want to answer her or because he was upset because she broke the silence.
    “ You don’t want to know.”
    “ Yeah, I do, I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.”
    “ You sure you want to hear it?” he pressed.
    “ Kirk!”
    “ Well, okay if you insist.” He paused, then, ”He’s having sex with men.”
    “ What! How do you know that!”
    Kirk shifted his gaze away from the water and onto her. “Let me break it down for you as gently as possible, because you’re gonna find out anyway. Whenever Marcella travels with us, she and J.T. always get a second room at a different hotel in a horrible part of town.”
    “ For what?”
    Kirk held up his hand. “Hold on, let me finish. Marcella goes to a couple local gay clubs, where she scopes out men for J.T. Once she finds one, she blindfolds him and takes him back to the hotel. By now J.T. is naked in the dimly lit hotel room. There’s just enough light for J.T. to see the man. And if there’s an accident with the blindfold falling off, the man would have a hard time identifying him. They have sex, Marcella pays him cash and returns him to the club. Sometimes Marcella might bring two or three different men to him over the course of the night.”
    Shocked, Simone sat back in her chair. What the hell did I get myself into? “Wow! How do you know all this?”
    “ J.T. told me all about it,” he casually answered.
    “ Well damn,