Her parentsrequired her to attend church every Sunday. We dated for about a year. A year I refer to as the‘Blue-Balls’ year. We were marri...ed in the spring of’98 and all was right in the world. Money was our onlyproblem. I was barely making enough money to cover thenecessities and the rent on a crappy little apartmentdowntown. I was working as an accountant with a local firm but Icame to realize the firm and I were going nowhereslowly. I began to look around and a recruiter. My real live movie star, she was my first love and the imagined image of her stayed with me throughout my entire life, even after I was married and had children. I hope, wherever she is and whoever she’s with, that she’s happy. Still, trying not to think any less of her, not wanting to think of her as a whore, now that I’m older and have daughters and sons of my own, before I discovered the reason why she was the way she was, I wondered why she was like that. With all the young men she seduced. ................................... But we didn't talk about it the next morning. When I awoke, the sun was already fairly high into the sky and I was alone with my hangover in my bed. I staggered wearily into the bathroom, one hand on my pounding forehead and the other clutching my queasy stomach. I couldn't decide weather I was going to shit or puke and briefly thought it would be both at the same time. The way my head ached, I wondered if one if the guys had d**gged me the night before.. Sedan. Maranda was on her way to spend the night with her mom. Larry was glad to be rid of her. He went into his 1990 Chevy pickup and took a prepaid cell phone from the glove box. He made a call.“Hello,” answered Carmen Soria in her sweet, docile heavily accented English.“Hey, baby. You can come on over.”“See you in a few,” the chick said before tapping end on the screen.Carmen jumped in the shower. She’d already douched out completely earlier in the day. The 38 year-old with perky A-cup tits.