Once I Was On The Right Track, Then I Wasn't

The company I worked for was taken over in a Wallstreet grab. One day I was on the street looking for a job. My severance exhausted, my savings gone, my wife moved in with her mother. I sold my father's watch and took my car and drove till I ran out of gas and money. That's how I ended up in Reno.

I did odd jobs before applying for a job in a casino. I met a waitress there and we got a thing going. She had ideas, about what people did in sex. I had opened Pandora's box. For one I had never been around a chick like her, sex was her business. Over the following months I learned that this chick had a hole and wanted to use it. She had tits and wanted to use them. When the red devil came, she bent down on her forearms with her ass in the air. Use it.

It was more than I could handle, I tried to leave her. She had made her decision, she had found what she was looking for. After my divorce was final we got married. I married a whore, a professional prostitute. That's what my life has come to.