What greeted her made her gasp. Looking back at her was not the intelligent, fun, sexy woman she had once been. This woman looking back at her looked...wild, borderline feral. Standing in a wrinkled, over-sized white button up shirt was a wilding; her curly auburn hair standing up in places looking unkempt, make-up smeared down her gaunt cheeks and dark circles under her swollen eyes. Even her eyes had a bit of wildness to them, like a frightened animal ready for fight or flight. This was the. We need blood or we die. This stuff is just to take the edge off when we can’t get blood. Like a human chewing gum while trying to stop smoking. Oh, and FYI, nothing gets digested. What goes in, comes out the same way so chew everything up really well.”“Can we get drunk?”“On beer? Not a chance. You’d have to drink a swimming pool’s worth to get tipsy. With hundred proof or better booze? Drink a fifth really fast and you’ll get a nice buzz if you don’t puke it up. Weeds like beer. Smoke a. For the rest of the party every time I looked her way she was watching me. Good, I thought, I've planted the seed and now all I can do is water it and hope that it grows. The watering was simply to keep watching Ronnie. If she was the slut that I had been led to believe she was she would not let it lie. She would pick at it like a scab.Two weeks later we were at a birthday party for Marie's grandmother and when Ronnie and her husband arrived I made sure that I was watching whenever she looked. Call or text me and I will come and pick up my check and sign whatever you wish indicating they passed an introductory computer class.“Call me Friday about 11:00. It’s likely the check will be ready.”Other than picking up my check I was done with PUTS.This letter was handwritten on our lawyer’s letterhead paper:Mom and Dad, You must have had your reasons, but the fact of the matter is that you committed financial fraud when on my sixteenth birthday you withheld from me the knowledge of that.