It had been a lousy night.
God, Men sucked! they sucked at romance, love, hell- if Maggie was going to be straight they sucked at sex to boot it all in the butt.
What had she been thinking?
Luke had been so promising. He was hot. He was going to college. He had a job. His family was from Indiana - so no chance of inbreeding?
Luke had been a colossal mistake. She could see what Billie Sue was going to say in the morning.
"I tol' you so."
Maggie hated Billie Sue at that moment. She gripped the steering wheel harder as she drove home.
The shame of getting dumped by Mr. Perfect was that it had to happen in front of a titty bar. What had she been thinking?
She was an idiot! That was it. There she was, thinking that Luke was all that and then here he comes flying out of Bambi's face first. Drunk as a skunk.
She had stood there looking at the guy she was supposed to be meeting in 4 minutes at Frank's Grill for a late night moonlit meal and a trist in the nearby lake. She was a big fat idiot. Luke was a fake.
He had flunked out of college- about a week ago- she found out as she had picked the gravel out of his stained shirt. Hell, apparently Luke had been lucky to get into that Junior college after the State University had given him the boot. But hell with them he still had her - he had drunkenly slurped up in hopes she would kiss him there on the park bench by the bus stop.
Maggie resisted the urge to hammer her head on the steering wheel at that moment.
God, Men sucked! they sucked at romance, love, hell- if Maggie was going to be straight they sucked at sex to boot it all in the butt.
What had she been thinking?
Luke had been so promising. He was hot. He was going to college. He had a job. His family was from Indiana - so no chance of inbreeding?
Luke had been a colossal mistake. She could see what Billie Sue was going to say in the morning.
"I tol' you so."
Maggie hated Billie Sue at that moment. She gripped the steering wheel harder as she drove home.
The shame of getting dumped by Mr. Perfect was that it had to happen in front of a titty bar. What had she been thinking?
She was an idiot! That was it. There she was, thinking that Luke was all that and then here he comes flying out of Bambi's face first. Drunk as a skunk.
She had stood there looking at the guy she was supposed to be meeting in 4 minutes at Frank's Grill for a late night moonlit meal and a trist in the nearby lake. She was a big fat idiot. Luke was a fake.
He had flunked out of college- about a week ago- she found out as she had picked the gravel out of his stained shirt. Hell, apparently Luke had been lucky to get into that Junior college after the State University had given him the boot. But hell with them he still had her - he had drunkenly slurped up in hopes she would kiss him there on the park bench by the bus stop.
Maggie resisted the urge to hammer her head on the steering wheel at that moment.
His "job" was washing headlights at a dealership which
he had just lost since he had kicked in an annoying customer's headlamps-right before he
had said fuck it all and gone to the titty bar- which he apparently was a
regular at and had run up a tab and would she pay it so he could go back there
tomorrow since Shalance (or some shitty dog-name ) could dance for him.
Maggie the doormat!
If this loser wasn't inbred he must have been adopted.
Then Shalance had showed up and bitch-slapped her to the ground!
Shalance was a tall and very pissed off Black woman with huge
breasts that barely fit into that tee shirt that Maggie had given Luke for his
birthday.
Then that asshole had slung his arm around that whore and strutted off in direction of his car. Well-his new car, a junky car that looked like it had seen it's best days before 1944. The old one had been a Mustang convertible. Probably repossessed.
She wouldn't cry. She wouldn't! It wasn't the end of the world, Maybe if the asshole got hit by a meteor then things could get better. Yeah, she like that idea- a big burning chunk of three nude guys standing beside the road. WTF!
Then she was swerving around struggling to keep her Geo on the road and not flip it.
What in the hell were three guys doing out here with no clothes in the middle of the night?
No wait she didn't want to know.
She didn't.
Did she?
She looked back down the road where the three men stood looking at her.
Oh crap.
she did.
