Chapter 1
A drienne glanced through the window, through the trees, and saw light quiet snow falling. Her eyes settled on her soon to be new husband sleeping soundly, and she knew she made a mistake.
It wasn’t the wedding or the honeymoon which made her nerves tightened, her mother planned everything. A honeymoon in Hawaii would be nice, she thought. But that’s a crazy reason to marry someone. She met Paul in high school when she let it be known around school, that whoever had the biggest penis in their senior class would get a blow job, not necessarily from her. That never happened, it was a prank she confessed to him because she needed a date for the prom. They dated her senior year and went off to college together.
“You’re supposed to marry in college,” her mother had said. You have the same interest. They did, they loved hiking, camping, and bicycling, but there had to be more to it than reading the same books, and all the other stuff. What about sex, wasn’t that important too? She thought. They had to be compatible when it came to sex and clearly there were a lot of things lacking, such as misrepresenting the size of his manhood.
She could enjoy a fair amount of sex daily if it happened, but it didn’t. Adrienne came to realize that Paul was a once a month kind of guy, if that, which appeared to be strange for a virile young man.
He stated that it would be advisable to wait until they were married. Isn’t that a woman’s line? Wait until we’re married , Adrienne thought. She took a second look at Paul clothed in a pair of pajamas with pictures of sail boats in different colors, lying with his back to her, and she tiptoed quietly on the floor, throwing her few clothes into an overnight bag. She crept out of their apartment through the fresh new snow.
Struggling to put her key in the ignition, cranking up the car, her old Honda groaned and she grimaced. Her eyes narrow slits. She thought Paul would catch her before she aimed the car east, going home. It had been a mistake living with Paul and agreeing to marry him, and she would soon rectify that. No invitations had been sent out, no hearts had been broken at least not Paul’s. His days were filled working on his thesis, something about why sex before marriage ruins a marriage. How about why no sex makes for a boring life, boring relationships, and divorce, Adrienne thought.
Why would he bat an eye, he probably wouldn’t even notice that she left until Sunday and today was Friday.
The sky dark, except for a brilliant large moon, no stars, but she hadn’t notice them in years. She was too busy with her studies, which compensates for the lack of attention and lack of arousal that Paul was incapable of undertaking.
In the dead of night, she glanced at the full moon. It signaled the beginning of a new life. Nevertheless, it was dangerous for a woman to be driving alone, especially going east on I-80. She lived outside of Lake Tahoe, and as she drove with the music loud, she hummed, singed, and swayed to the music, happy to be free from the marriage obligation, and Paul with his dull ass.
Now she had to concentrate and look hard for the turn off south to Lake Tahoe. With large forest on both sides of her and the snow, it proved difficult. The elevation was six-thousand feet up in the mountains on a slippery road with the snow still falling hard. Driving slow because her tires weren’t that great, and she didn’t even have snow tires, she inched along. A two hour drive from Sacramento, California turned into a three hour drive.
Her phone rang. She turned to it, “I’m not answering,” she screamed at her purse. “I know it’s you Paul, but I’m not listening and I’m not answering.” Adrienne sure he wouldn’t notice her disappearance, but somehow he did. “Did your dick suddenly get hard after six months?” She screamed over the music talking to her purse as if it was Paul.
She turned her head facing the road. The snow fell in large
A drienne glanced through the window, through the trees, and saw light quiet snow falling. Her eyes settled on her soon to be new husband sleeping soundly, and she knew she made a mistake.
It wasn’t the wedding or the honeymoon which made her nerves tightened, her mother planned everything. A honeymoon in Hawaii would be nice, she thought. But that’s a crazy reason to marry someone. She met Paul in high school when she let it be known around school, that whoever had the biggest penis in their senior class would get a blow job, not necessarily from her. That never happened, it was a prank she confessed to him because she needed a date for the prom. They dated her senior year and went off to college together.
“You’re supposed to marry in college,” her mother had said. You have the same interest. They did, they loved hiking, camping, and bicycling, but there had to be more to it than reading the same books, and all the other stuff. What about sex, wasn’t that important too? She thought. They had to be compatible when it came to sex and clearly there were a lot of things lacking, such as misrepresenting the size of his manhood.
She could enjoy a fair amount of sex daily if it happened, but it didn’t. Adrienne came to realize that Paul was a once a month kind of guy, if that, which appeared to be strange for a virile young man.
He stated that it would be advisable to wait until they were married. Isn’t that a woman’s line? Wait until we’re married , Adrienne thought. She took a second look at Paul clothed in a pair of pajamas with pictures of sail boats in different colors, lying with his back to her, and she tiptoed quietly on the floor, throwing her few clothes into an overnight bag. She crept out of their apartment through the fresh new snow.
Struggling to put her key in the ignition, cranking up the car, her old Honda groaned and she grimaced. Her eyes narrow slits. She thought Paul would catch her before she aimed the car east, going home. It had been a mistake living with Paul and agreeing to marry him, and she would soon rectify that. No invitations had been sent out, no hearts had been broken at least not Paul’s. His days were filled working on his thesis, something about why sex before marriage ruins a marriage. How about why no sex makes for a boring life, boring relationships, and divorce, Adrienne thought.
Why would he bat an eye, he probably wouldn’t even notice that she left until Sunday and today was Friday.
The sky dark, except for a brilliant large moon, no stars, but she hadn’t notice them in years. She was too busy with her studies, which compensates for the lack of attention and lack of arousal that Paul was incapable of undertaking.
In the dead of night, she glanced at the full moon. It signaled the beginning of a new life. Nevertheless, it was dangerous for a woman to be driving alone, especially going east on I-80. She lived outside of Lake Tahoe, and as she drove with the music loud, she hummed, singed, and swayed to the music, happy to be free from the marriage obligation, and Paul with his dull ass.
Now she had to concentrate and look hard for the turn off south to Lake Tahoe. With large forest on both sides of her and the snow, it proved difficult. The elevation was six-thousand feet up in the mountains on a slippery road with the snow still falling hard. Driving slow because her tires weren’t that great, and she didn’t even have snow tires, she inched along. A two hour drive from Sacramento, California turned into a three hour drive.
Her phone rang. She turned to it, “I’m not answering,” she screamed at her purse. “I know it’s you Paul, but I’m not listening and I’m not answering.” Adrienne sure he wouldn’t notice her disappearance, but somehow he did. “Did your dick suddenly get hard after six months?” She screamed over the music talking to her purse as if it was Paul.
She turned her head facing the road. The snow fell in large
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