While I sat at the kitchen table to eat I kept thinking about my Crap life. I know I am acting like a wimp but I just felt overwhelmed. I needed to do...something about my life but I just didn't know what.I wondered why Beulah even bothered to come home this evening, hell, the way we were with each other now I wondered why either of us ever decided to come home. I suppose it was just for a place to sleep. She didn't come home many evenings until nearly bedtime or even after I was in bed. That was. You could almost see everything...but not quite...really a teasing sight. She came back out with a beer for me and BJ...and we thanked her. As she walked by me, I reached out and smacked her on her ass. BJ asked, "Hey, how come I can`t do that"? I said, "Hell, I don`t care, if she don`t"! She smiled at me, and backed up to BJ, sticking her ass out to him. He smacked it...sort of...but it was really more of a carress. I smiled, thinking this night is about to get really interesting real. Well one saturday night Laura had invited me over and hinted that her parents were out of town for the week and asked if I was interested in spending the night. I had refused the offer on the grounds that I was tired and such but in reality as I explained I was not interested in her. Well as the evening grew on I had scored a couple bottles of vodka and worked up a good buzz and a good hardon that would not go away. Since I had no other prospects and did not want to go home and rub it out. After we cleaned up, we walked back into town to finish our shopping. Well, actually a lot of it was just looking and wishing, because I couldn't afford all that much, but we still had a pretty good sized wagon load of goods by the time we were finished. At mid-afternoon, we found a cafe and ordered food that we didn't have to cook: steaks and fried potatoes and some kind of greens, along with all the coffee we could drink. Moxie and I both still had several coins left over that we would put.