After the abuse was over, Nikki was propped up on an elbow, toying with my chest hair. "I suppose we'd better get some sleep. We're driving the truck ...ack to Louisiana." I guess. I'm very relaxed, you know." One more hug and then – sleep!" she commanded.Yes, back to Louisiana with a box truck. Why? Drum set. Various musical instruments. We're heading to a Cajun music festival. My ancestors would be proud. Confused, but proud.The confused part? I'm Cajun. So's Nikki. Our guitarist, Dan Richards,. My speed was more along the lines of wardrobe malfunction. The wrong bra size is a real pain, but who will complain in public? I went through whole bottles of red ink. Buttons popped off. Zippers stripped. Purse handles failed. I rarely bothered to watch, which helped create solid alibis. Most of the time my accuser’s story was pure fiction and easy to disprove. Once or twice I had to do some investigating before I could quiet things. A pattern developed. Eventually, the office would simply. More

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