… people can, apparently, “CUT IN”!
Case(s) in point:
– Elayne Childers, whom, years later, I hardly spent all my time pining for, but did, nonetheless, “OWE” me “KARMA” for “PROLONGING” her life (at the time) — a “RIBBON” usurped by a doctor’s son who kindly liberated her of her hymen & obligation to me … whilst being kind enough to let me know, secondhand, that “sex” with this person (I hadn’t hardly met, more than twice, maybe) was “awesome” … until, at least, she started wondering, aloud, to him, why he was “dating” her, whereupon she was unceremoniously dumped;
– Jessica Whitmore-Turner allowed me to “REPAY” her, a bit, just a bit, as it turns out — before “HUBBY” starting asking too many questions (of the “Who’s this guy sending you these C.A.R.E. packages, with essential books & Trader Joe’s food & Stumptown coffee? Explain how he’s important to you!” variety — something I’ve had to guess, by intricate conjecture, based upon how events played out, later), ending the “REPAYMENT” in his favor;
– Megan Catherine Chambers hardly was able to let me get “a word or two in edgewise” owing to other influences in her life (her unreliable mother, her egotistical brother) before she, too, ended up a not-yet-25-but-married-and-with-child woman, posting “I’m married!” and “I’m pregnant — here’s the Ultrasound!” updates on her Facebook, side-by-side with (Megan’s just behind of) Jessica’s, these two young women, one in San Diego and one in Portland, “paralleling” each other’s suborned “arcs” … and I’m supposed to tell them, what, “BELIEVE IT OR NOT”? (I cc-ed ’em both on a flash-fiction story I typed in by hand from this chapbook I bought at the time, about a baby who eats all his parents’ possessions and then flees the household, out of helplessness, just so each would know the other existed, without freaking them out … what else was I to do, you know? It’s just this life, anyway … )
MORAL: Dicks can get hard and shoot wads of jizz!