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That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.

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"You're right," she said, "you must have fucked me. I can feel e semen running down my leg."
I decided not to see her again.

...and Tammie walked out the back door and into the alley.
Marty pointed. "There he is." Tammie walked over. Her clothes were all messed up and twisted. She climbed into the back seat and curled up.

Tammie stood up. "I have to go to the ladies' restroom."
She left.
Marty and I sat there. Ten minutes went by. Marty stood up and said, "Wait, I'll be right back."
I sat and waited, 5 minutes, 10 minutes. I walked out of the office and out the back door. I walked to the parking lot and sat in my Volks. Fifteen minutes went by, 20, 25.
I'll give her 5 more minutes and then I'm leaving, I thought. Just then Marty...

We knocked on the back door of the Smack-Hi. One of Marty's big bodyguards let us in. He had these malfunctioning thyroid types working for him to keep law and order when the teenyboppers, the hairy freaks, the glue sniffers, the acid heads, the plain grass folk, the alcoholics-all the miserable, the damned, the bored and the pretenders-got out of hand.

I remembered she had promised me a piece of ass. I rolled her on her stomach, pulled her dress up, pulled her panties off. I climbed on top of her and rammed, trying to find her cunt. I poked and poked. It went in. It slid further and further in. I had her good. She made small sounds. Then the phone rang. I pulled out, got up and answered it.