Well I'm back again, after a crazy adventure just 1 town over. One of
my old buddies called me up from inside the mental hospital and told
me he had met this girl inside. Well actually she called me up & told
me she wanted to meet me. She was getting out that day, and she
called me the next to drive over to the suburbs of Dayton and pick her
up among all the sprawl. She turned out to be 75%% Cherokee, and she
had instant "feelings" for me. Our first date, we went to Ha Ha
Pizza, second date I took her out to get her lip pierced, and she
kissed me. She was told not to kiss me after she got her lips
pierced, so she did it before, and then we were officially "Dating".
I wish I counted the number of times we kissed after that. The last
time anyone kissed me on the lips was when I was 18, and she told me
that's how old she was even though she looked older than me. We made
all sorts of plans, I took her out to see the horses I'm riding, we
were going to go see David Copperfield, she wanted me to move with her
to Indiana. All over the course of 3 days. But then I gave her the
final test. I told her "I love you", and like I always say I really
mean it. That's when she turned into her other self! Next thing I
know she is pressuring me for sex, and demanding $300, and has all of
these crazy ghetto kids all in her buisness. I knew something was ...

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