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To say that Homer fell short of her dreams would be an understatement. She had married him to get away; away from her parents, away from the sleepless nights with the pangs of passion burning like the fires of hell inside her youthful pussy.
Marni Ross’ parents, especially her mother, insisted on strict hours; home by ten, in bed by ten-thirty. The strictness her mother imposed included her friends, both male and female. It seemed that all her fun had to end just when everyone else’s was beginning.
She first met Homer Lyles in the drugstore where she worked. And the meeting didn’t mean very much to her. She was eighteen, he was twenty-one, and already established with his own delivery business. The fact that he was little more than a truck driver who was a messenger boy didn’t bother her when she met him.
Between Marni’s eighteenth and nineteenth year she made friends with Lottie Henderson. Lottie was an open girl who made friends easily. Especially male friends.
Marni soon found out why.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.