The next time she would need to make sure that she selected someone that could not only show her a good time, but had more to recommend himself under the sheets than her current suitor did. That would have to wait for a while though, because she was going home, as she always did when the urge to visit the mountains became too great within her to resist anymore. When she was away from home she always went under fictitious names, but when she was at home in the mountains of Idaho she was known by her real name, Deshavi Songwillow Longtree. She by birth, was full blood Native American. Half Sioux on her mother's side and half Nez Pierce on her father's side.
Her father had died, when she was just a little girl and she been left with just your mother to provide for her. Her mother had meant well, but even Deshavi had to admit that her mother's skills, as a provider and mentor had been decidedly lacking, especially after she had gotten into using the bottle heavily.
It had been her grandfather that had seen to it that she had more than enough food to eat and clothes to wear and even money to go shopping or have a little fun with. He'd even given her the money she needed to go to college. College by virtue of her native birth had been free, but the rented stay had not been.
She had decided early on that college wasn't for her and had spent her time educating herself in other ways, while writing back home to her grandfather and telling him about how college life was going. The checks had just kept coming. Grandfather had eventually found out and he had been furious, actually furious was a small word for it.
The checks had stopped coming and she'd had to move on to other ways to finance her carefree lifestyle. She'd probably run into him when she went back, as she usually did. Growing up she had only wanted, even craved, his respect and love, but something had changed and now she didn't much want to be around him, because she knew full well how much he disapproved of her and what she did for a living. It didn't help being around him either, because he reminded her of how much was wrong in her life and she didn't like that.
Life was meant for having fun and enjoying every second of it as vicariously as possible. None of that fit in with him though and his more disciplined approach to life, because of that she avoided him as much as possible. She didn't need to be made to feel guilty. She deserved to get everything she could get and his old-fashioned morals just got in the way. She had to admit to herself though, that every time she had ever needed help, he was there for her without question.