| Sex Drugs and Money
I met her in one of the more sleazy stip clubs around here. She has a look that
knocks me out and the lap dances are a lot of fun. She's a sweetheart too. I spent a lot
of money on her.
I become her regular and I have a real a good time when I go to the club. She
suggests I get a couple of private dances from her outside of the club. I spent more money
on her.
I notice she is getting thinner and thinner. She is becoming pale and pasty looking.
Dang she's on drugs!. She is a little too excited when I show up at the club which
is less and less. I spend less money on her.
She dissapears for nine months. Has been in rehab she tells me. She was on heroin! She is
looking great,.tanned, radiant and healthy. She is sleeping on the sofa at her fathers
place. Her father is a drunk and she says it's hell. She needs a place to stay. I offer my
spare bedroom for just a couple months till she can get a place of her own. She
"borrows" some money to get things for the place. I spend a lot of money on
frilly stuff.
I'm travelling all the time when she moves in and she has the place to herself. When I do
see her we have a real nice time together. She almost gets a regular job but then
says she's back on drugs and they wanted a drug test. She goes back into rehab for few
months. Her mom is paying for the rehab so at least I'm not spending money on her.
She comes back and I'm still travelling all the time so I don't see her much. She says
she's cleans She goes back to dancing and is becoming erratic. She spends half days in the
bathroom. She spends so much time in the bathroom she never makes it to work. She's
always asking for money. My money dissapears while I'm in the shower.
She tells me shes screwed up again. No big surprise there. She's going on a methadone
program. I drive her to the clinic every morning. She finds a local clinic that she
can take a bus to get there. I'm giving her money every day to pay for the clinic.
The neighbors complain about her. My CDs, and CD player dissapear. She says she had
nothing to do with it. I tell her she has to leave but its her birthday so I let up and
let her stay a couple more days. My TV dissapears. I kick her out. She takes
one of my checkbooks with her which she uses to forge checks. Costs me a lot of money.
She still calls asking for help. I figure she wants money.
-- Swolf |