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After stepping away and dedicating more than a decade, strictly and exclusively to my art, can I once again live my life as a libertine? Are my frequent and unrelenting bouts of nostalgia as I reminisce, longing for my younger years, just simply a mid-life crisis or a clarion call? Can I make my libertine dreams a reality?
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Originally published June 17th, 2024, on my Patreon page.
About a month ago, I met a woman named Cathy.
Cathy is blonde, mature, full-figured, and very attractive with a pair of titties that she continually struggles with to keep them from bursting through whatever she’s wearing. When they’re natural, I guess they do whatever they want.
During our conversations, I found out that Cathy was a mover, shaker, and a hustler who was well-connected with the street culture here in Dallas. She knows how to survive, and she’s already helping me on my journey to independence.
She hit me up last night to come and hang out with her at a couple of the game rooms. She wanted to play and also to allow me to acclimate myself to the scene.
I’d never actually been inside any of them.
Mind you, these places are notorious for getting robbed. Out in Fort Worth, five masked guys with guns came in blasting and robbed each patron. They even assaulted a few, who were fetally curled on the floor, with punches and kicks.
Her $20.00 was matched by the house with another $20.00 for a total of $40.00 to play. Cathy explained that you must win at least double that amount before you can cash out.
It wasn’t a problem, though. She’d sat me next to her, and I watched her play some form of roulette as she built her winnings up to a little over $200.00 before calling it.
Most gamblers would have continued and eventually lost their earnings, but Cathy knows how to win.
We’d left there and driven to a couple of other game rooms, but, judging by the parking lots, they’d seemed to be empty. She’d told me that Mondays are usually slow.
We’d then decided to hang out and just drive around the city for a while until one of her associates sent her a text, looking for some “girl”. Through one of my sources, I was able to put that together for her and put a few dollars into my pocket, too.
Cathy is a keeper.
Creole Gaudet
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