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I told him to start doing the blow with her. He didn’t want to at first, until I assured him that it’d help him get in her pants quicker.
“I don’t wanna get in her pants, Lou,” he said, his dumbass sense of propriety greatly offended. “I mean, I do, but – ”
“All I meant was, it’ll make her fall in love with you quicker,” I said soothingly.
He was on board after that.
The first night he tried coke for the first time, they apparently had a little party and ended up sucking face. I thought he’d be over the moon when he told me, but he was fuckin’ morose instead.
“She said it was a mistake, Lou,” he whined. “She said we can’t ever do that again… that was the happiest I ever been in my whole life, and she don’t want to do it again…”
“They all say that, kid,” I said as I stuffed more baggies in his jacket. “Just keep tryin’ till the panties come off.”
I’d been impressed how long she’d held out. One thing about coke is it makes chicks horny as hell. I know banging an idiot wasn’t her idea of a great lay, but seeing as her options were currently limited, I figured it was only a matter of time.
He closed the deal that evening.
Apparently once he broke the seal, she didn’t bother with trying to keep up appearances. From the way Benjy talked, after that first time, they started fucking like bunny rabbits. Which was good, because I doubted he lasted longer than a couple minutes in the sack.
Benjy was on cloud nine. I’ve never seen a human being so happy before.
Too bad it wasn’t going to last.
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Ikept after him about who she was talking to on the phone. He was so happy getting laid, he didn’t seem too bothered by all my questions.
“She talks to her nana sometimes,” he said.
The fuck? “She talks to her grandmother?”
“I guess. She just calls her Nana.”
I pictured Venus getting coked up and babbling away to an old cat lady with tits down to her knees. Not a pretty sight.
“She talk to anybody else?”
Benjy’s mood suddenly darkened. “Yeah… she goes in the bathroom sometimes and talks to somebody. She won’t tell me who.”
“Do you listen in when she does?”
“I try, but she runs the water and talks real quiet. I can’t hear real good.”
Shit.
“Benjy, I need you to get me her phone.”
“How?”
“Next time she passes out from drinkin’ too much, I want you to call me, and I’ll come over and check her phone. You hear me?”
“Yeah… okay.”
But I didn’t get the chance.
Jack fuckin’ Pollari saw to that.
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