Her name was Sammie and I loved her more then anything, I even got her name tattooed on my arm to show her how much I loved her, I met her at the bar one night and it was literally love at first sight, we dated lustful naughty and heavy, all my stud’s were jealous that I was with her. I loved it, I had the hottest chick in town, and she was all mine… well that’s what I thought at least. About 6 months ago I started to get hang up calls on the house phone, the calls would come at all hours, but every time I would pick up the phone they would just hang up, I did not think much about it, but then I started to notice Sammie was sporting new jewelry and clothing, when I asked her about it she just laughed and said “Oh this.. It’s old silly” So I figured fuck it, I’m over reacting, nothing to worry about just let it go. And so I did let it go, till one night I was out driving with a few buddies of mine, we decided to take a trip over to Chicago and on the way back home we spotted some hookers, much to my surprise who walks up to my buddies car to ask us if we want to party? Sammie that fuckin slut!
Jimmy H. Elgin Ill
