Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape, and their fists pounded their tabletops as they roared their encouragement and approval. A dozen men tucked ...oney under her waistband, patting her fanny and caressing her thighs. In a few minutes, her waist was again wreathed in legal tender. As before, Sam was her greatest and most generous fan, shoving tens, twenties, and even a fifty into her G-string. She smiled at him, and he grinned back.As the end of the hour approached, Daphne crossed the stage,. So much death all around us. I couldn’t imagine having to live through all these bombings.” I said as I rubbed her back as she sobbed quietly into my shoulder. She looked up at me, with our faces only inches apart, eyes filled with tears and said, “It’s alright, you didn’t know.” In that instant, my world stopped, the war was far away as she looked more beautiful than any woman had ever in my life. As we looked deep into each others eyes, we slowly moved closer as our lips touched. It was a. “Why wouldn’t she?” she asked.“Well, it appeared Sam had just gone out with her boyfriend.” He paused for effect, and she looked very surprised. He continued, “Apparently they’ve been an item for a few years.”“Oh shit!”“Well put.” He smiled at her. “But it’s made me feel totally different about what I think of her, and I feel much better as a result. She lied, Vicky. There was no earthly reason to lie, but she did anyway. And she cheated on her boyfriend using me.”“So?”“She goes into the. "I make $25,000 a year from porn. Of course I'll write it. I'll probably call it Slut High, too." So women get the blame." Stud High doesn't quite have the ring. Most of the people who purchase my books are men, so calling promiscuous women sluts is the proper thing. After all, nice women don't." I think we're all nice, just not here." My grandmother told me a woman is a whore in the bedroom, and a lady everywhere else." She looked around the yard. In the twilight the rising and falling bodies.