Excerpt: "My name is Tom-Tom. I'm twenty-four and have brown skin. I am not small and not too big, just right with shoulder-length dreads. I am 6'3" and 245 lbs. of solid muscle. Got the weights out back got to stay in shape for the bad broads. If she ain't bad, nine and up, I don't want her. My stepmom came, banging on the door. "Get up. Yo food in the microwave. You got to go to work. It's almost eight. Get up, boy," my step-momma said before closing the door back. I know. Yeah, he is living with his parents, people will think. For your info, I just got put out. My girl I had was tripping, but it's cool. I'm getting my own place in a week or two. I got on up to brush my teeth, wash my face, and warm up my food as my stepmomma had all her stuff headed to the door."