.. I think. But ... well ... we have split up." He said."I'm sorry to hear that." I said to him with my sympathetic voice."It's no big deal." He said...."We still are good friends, but we worked out that we weren't really compatible as a couple." Well, that happens sometimes." I said. "But I'm glad you are still good friends." Well, we were friends before, and it was a mutual decision. So you don't need to worry your pretty head about it. And how is your love life going?" Still going hot." I said. The most obvious thing was hooking for drug money; I could get unemployment off and on, but that doesn't pay for dope. I think I've done every disgusting thing a hooker can do -- except eat shit -- and I might have done that if I'd been asked and the money had been right. Fucking wasn't anything exciting; when I was high, I couldn't feel it, and when I was in between and looking for a fix, I hurt all over -- what was a dick gonna do to me that was worse than what was already happening to me?My. I had seen her many times always wearing short skirts always with different men the stories I had heard about her was the usual thing, stuff like she is any ones she likes two cocks up her and you don't want to go near her she is filthy! The thing is I knew most blokes who said these things secretly wanted her I knew I did after all she was hot!.........So anyway I was walking home one night early about 10 oclock from the pub had only had a couple of pints and I wanted to watch match of the. "I'm gonna be late for the game!"She was pacing impatiently in her tight cheerleading outfit near the door waiting for her sister to show up. Knowing her sister as she did she know that she would likely be late again and get an earful from her squad captain.A few seconds later her twin came bounding down with her backpack full of books."Why are you always so slow, Mira?" The cheerleader said."I don't know, I just am," Miranda pouted in response.Just as they about to leave the phone rang and.