Story Peeps Change Lives

The 1 That Got Away

Written by m.

I remember the first time I ever came across her...I was living in Mtown... it was cold...winter...I had been seeing this Italian dancerxxx...I had hooked up with through a dealer who would swap shit with every now and then...we got to know each other and through mutual respect for cash, we had some great times.

                             As I got to know her she introduced me to a whole new set of people...customers...so one day she’s telling me about this girl who..... through some people I had meet and talk to, this girl had a little rep....she began to tell me that her old bff was coming back into town cause her mom was sick an she was moving back from Cali....the first time I met her I felt this feeling I would never let go ..She was a skinny little thing about 95 100 pounds at the most...black and red dyed  hair...sexy raspy voice...tattoos...she was half white and half Navajo Indian...she had freckles an such a sexy smile...her mom was a hippie from back in the day....we grieved together when her mom passed...

       A year would pass....we all got to know each other well....we all lived in a harbor town type community right off the Mississippi river....5bed2bth.....nice....I would watch these girls do and pull off all kinds of things....they say girls are weak and not as good as men, but I speak differently..I watched these girls do dirt that would make a boy turn into a man...

          Another year would pass and this bad girl bff and I.... we'd grow closer we had shared alot off times... in dangerous situations... situations that were pretty spooky at times...it’s crazy when you’re in a position where you feel you can’t trust none of the  party members.........but we somehow grew a bond...I remember breaking the nose an splitting this guys eye open...cause a deal went wrong......situations like that we seemed to grow real close.....we would smoke so much bud together it was great....we shared alot of times an alot of memories....

             I eventually would move as I always seem to do...like a Gypsy...we saw each other again when we decide to meet in a fl beach town....we did...had a blast. Smoked went out to dinner spent some money shopping...the thing is all the time I knew her, all the time spent, I never did anything with her sexually...seen her naked a zillion times...had many chances...so one night I made a move and when we kissed it was great...but knowing her the way I did..And knowing the things she had done and would do...I never pursued her like that...plus she hated guns and hated that I carried one...but understood why....

             8 years would pass and I was passing through the M and wanted to hook up with her....I hadn’t seen or talked to her and always thought about her.....2 days of being in town, I was watching the local news and there was this story about a shooting....a robbery gone bad.....she was shot and killed in some bullshit that her current boyfriend was caught up in.....left behind 2 kids....I will always miss her.....the 1 that got away...

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