Chance was my high school sweetheart. We were the most popular couple in school. He was the captain of the football team and I was the head cheerleader. We both knew that he was going to be a doctor and I was going to be a fashion designer.
That all got blown out of the water when I got pregnant in our first year of college. But he couldn't put his career at risk so I dropped out and his parents put us up in a decent apartment so I could take care of the baby while he continued going to school. We got married right after the baby was born.It wasn't ideal but we were young and in love and we had the most adorable baby girl. I thought it would still be a dream - as long as we were together.
Well, things didn't exactly go the way that I thought the would. He did finish college and he did become a doctor but I never got to go back to school, even though that was the plan. There just wasn't time. And someone had to take care of the kids. I had another girl only two years later.
His long hours at the hospital wore on me though. I was always alone and I was the only one responsible for taking the kids to school and taking them to sports events and stuff like that. I got depressed and started drinking.
It was only after we moved here to Willow drive that things changed for me. It was then that I met Christina and the other women that made me sane.
I swapped out my addiction to booze for an addiction to sex. As long as I was having sex on a regular basis, I didn't feel the need to drink. Unfortunately, sex was rarely with Chance.
After the first time I got together with one of Christina's boys - I don't even remember his name - I tried to get Chance to have sex with me more often. I figured if I could get him to have sex with me to curb my craving for alcohol it would all be fine. Somewhere along the way he lost interest in sex though. I had to beg. And I wasn't into that. So, I turned to Christina's boys more often. At first, once a month, then twice.
Now, I need them at least twice a week to keep me away from the bottle. It could be worse.
There are a couple of them that I turn to on a regular basis. Zeke, Craig, Dallas...sometimes I need more than one of them though and two of them will come to tend to my needs.
Last week, Dallas and Zeke met me at a hotel room. I'd been thinking of drinking more and more and I knew I needed something hardcore to get my mind off the bottle. I took the kids to one of the girl's houses for the night for a slumber party. I had all night to spend with Dallas and Zeke.
They met me at the hotel room. I was waiting for them, naked and hot and bothered. They smiled when they saw me laying on the bed, legs slightly parted, already wet.
