But…he didnt touch me. That next night we had a huge campfire, drank, got high again, and had the best time. I stopped thinking about Alex and my Mo... and started acting like Chriss girlfriend. I started holding his hand and he held me while we talked by the campfire. I knew right then and there I was going to marry him one day&hellip,I swear. Chris and I made out that night in the tent after changing in front of each other for bed. I lay back under the sleeping bags zipped together without a. " she said laughing."I'm not that tough, that would have been my friend Gunny," I said."You could have fooled me. All that crap it made into the papers and I expect to see it on TV." she said. "Since the TV guy was filming us the whole time." Well it might be on there, I have no control over what those clowns do." I admitted.After I finished my meal, I walked out with the two of them. I left them at the big yellow Ford truck, as I got in my car and headed to the Mall.At the mall a lot of my old. Daddy thought it best that I marry the guy he worked with twenty year old son, Roger. It turned that Roger was never passionate with me. I didn’t know it at the time, he would always rather hang out with men. Daddy was sorry that he had asked me to get married, especially to Roger. I think he had learned that Roger had sexual affairs with other men.After that, daddy knew that I needed sex regularly as much as he did. He took care of my all of my needs and I took care of some of his need to. “Ahh. May-uh I help you, young-uh lady?” So genuine, that smile. ‘How can they all be so rude and so friendly at the same time. What a fucking amazing city.’“I’m just meeting a friend for some coffee and dessert,” she said. “I don’t think he’s here yet.”“Ah, Mr. Finkleberg, no?”“Yes, that’s right.” ‘How did I ever fall so madly for a guy named Finkleberg?’“Then let-uh me show you to-uh your table, no?” “Sure.”He led her to a cozy, narrow booth in the dark very back corner of the.