"Oh, okay. I got one.” Destiny cleared her throat, head nodding in the direction of a middle aged white man dressed in a Hawaiian shirt, khakis, and open-toe sandals. “This guy works in some sort of business. Finance, probably. His wife and two daughters live with him in their mansion in the suburbs of Atlanta. He says he goes on golf trips with ‘the boys’ but in reality is taking a much younger sugar baby girlfriend to a barbecue in Peach Hollow. Pathetic.” @jensen-cordina​