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I
went
straight
for
Tammie
’
s
core
.
Dog
fashion
.
Dogs
knew
best
.
I
whammed
away
.
It
was
good
to
be
out
of
the
post
office
.
I
rocked
and
socked
her
body
.
Despite
the
pills
she
was
trying
to
speak
.
"
Hank
.
.
.
"
she
said
.
I
came
finally
,
then
rested
on
her
.
We
were
both
drenched
with
sweat
.
I
rolled
off
,
got
up
,
undressed
,
and
walked
to
the
shower
.
Once
again
I
had
fucked
this
redhead
32
years
younger
than
I
was
.
It
felt
fine
in
the
shower
.
I
intended
to
live
to
be
80
so
that
I
could
then
fuck
an
18
year
old
girl
.
The
air
conditioner
didn
’
t
work
,
but
the
shower
did
.
It
felt
really
good
.
I
was
ready
for
my
radio
interview
.
Back
in
L
.
A
.
,
there
was
almost
a
week
of
peace
.
Then
the
phone
rang
.
It
was
the
owner
of
a
Manhattan
Beach
nightclub
,
Marty
Seavers
.
I
had
read
there
a
couple
of
times
before
.
The
club
was
called
Smack
-
Hi
.
"
Chinaski
,
I
want
you
to
read
a
week
from
Friday
.
You
can
pick
up
about
$
450
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
Rock
groups
played
there
.
It
was
a
different
audience
than
at
the
colleges
.
They
were
as
obnoxious
as
I
was
and
we
cursed
one
another
between
poems
.
I
preferred
it
.
"
Chinaski
,
"
Marty
said
,
"
you
think
you
have
trouble
with
women
.
Let
me
tell
you
.
The
one
I
’
ve
got
now
has
a
way
with
windows
and
screens
.
I
’
ll
be
sleeping
and
she
’
ll
appear
in
the
bedroom
at
3
or
4
am
.
She
’
ll
shake
me
.
It
scares
the
shit
out
of
me
.
She
stands
there
and
says
,
’
I
just
wanted
to
make
sure
you
were
sleeping
alone
!
’
"
"
Death
and
transfiguration
.
"
"
The
other
night
,
I
’
m
sitting
and
there
’
s
a
knock
on
the
door
.
I
know
it
’
s
her
.
I
open
the
door
and
she
isn
’
t
there
.
It
’
s
11
pm
and
I
’
m
in
my
shorts
.
I
’
ve
been
drinking
and
I
’
m
worried
.
I
run
outside
in
my
shorts
.
I
had
given
her
$
400
worth
of
dresses
for
her
birthday
.
I
run
outside
and
there
are
the
dresses
,
on
the
roof
of
my
new
car
,
and
they
’
re
on
fire
,
they
’
re
burning
!
I
run
up
to
pull
them
off
and
she
leaps
out
from
behind
a
bush
and
starts
screaming
.
The
neighbors
look
out
and
there
I
am
in
my
shorts
,
burning
my
hands
,
snatching
the
dresses
off
the
roof
.
"
"
She
sounds
like
one
of
mine
,
"
I
said
.
