sugar cain


The ‘Fros have it…. Yes or 'Fro by Adrian R

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A month had passed since he’d first moved into Cain’s and he hadn’t received a call from his mother asking about the money. He’d made another one grand before Cain had gone to work, and he’d finally had the time to go and put the cash in his bank account. Since he had the day off, Dean decided to walk to the closest Apple store and pick out a laptop. His was a piece of shit Windows computer and he was sick of it; Cain had let him use the desktop iMac at the apartment for homework and internet surfing, but he wanted his own laptop.

 In the past month Cain had bought him many things, which had appeared subtly. New clothes; new jeans, new shirts, new shoes, new underwear (more panties), and even a new leather jacket. Cain had bought him a PS4, which was definitely the reason his grades were slipping, but he couldn’t help it; The Last of Us on the new console was amazing. So was Far Cry 4 and the new Assassin’s Creed. Dean spent more time at the apartment than he did school, which was also probably why his grades were slipping, which wasn’t good for the swim team. He just hoped Cain didn’t find out, or he had a feeling he’d actually be in the trouble.

 Dean walked to the Apple store with two grand in cash, happy to lay it down for a new laptop, even if he had told himself to put one grand toward his tuition. That would be next month, or maybe that would be the bonus Cain had promised him in a few weeks. Laptop in hand, Dean walked back to campus to pick up his car; Cain had given him a parking pass so he could finally put his car in the parking garage beneath the building. He was four feet away from his Baby when he heard his coach call his name. Dean spun around.

 “Haven’t seen you around much, Winchester,” Henriksen said as he walked up to him, looking disappointed. “You quittin’ the team?”

 “No,” Dean said quickly. “Sorry, I know I’ve been behind… Family stuff.”

 “Hm. Well, get your ass in the pool today and I’ll consider keeping you around.” 

 “Yes, Sir. Can I drop this off first? I don’t want to leave it in my car.” Dean held up the Apple bag and Henriksen nodded.

 “Fifteen minutes.”

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A #Brazilian Sugar Cain cutter stops to take a drink of water in a field in the vast cane growing region north west of São Paulo. Brazil may not be number one in soccer this year but they do lead the world in #SigarCane production, producing around 36% of the world sugar. @instituteartist @robertclarkphoto @thephotosociety by natgeo