Girlvert: A Porno Memoir by Small Oriana

Girlvert: A Porno Memoir by Small Oriana

Author:Small, Oriana [Small, Oriana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Rare Bird Books
Published: 2012-12-06T14:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nineteen

Liabilities

Desiree came to LA for another visit. She needed to get away from home and be cheerful. Her life had become very sad in Houston. She was still seventeen and not going to high school. Her crystal meth use had finally gotten out of control. Little Desiree had become the hardened veteran neighborhood meth dealer, selling to friends and strangers all over her suburban Texas town. Her mother kept wondering why the heavy-duty rolls of tin foil would disappear out of her pantry.

Though still seventeen, Desiree had aged since the last time we saw her. Maybe it only seemed so because she’d kicked meth. She put on about fifteen pounds. She looked good. Seventeen years old, and sexy. The extra pounds filled her chest and hips out, and her skin was amazing. There wasn’t a trace of the old cracked-out Desiree. We took her home to our apartment and began drinking and doing lines of coke with her. Coke was okay to do with her. It was crystal meth she had a problem with.

Since our place was so small and we did not have a couch, Desiree slept in our bed with us. It wasn’t awkward. Sharing the bathroom was much worse.

One night, Tyler introduced Desiree to our neighbor, Oliver. He lived on the other side of our bathroom wall. Being our neighbor required a lot of tolerance. We stayed up all night and stomped in and out of the front door at odd hours. Both of us threw things at the walls and on the floor during arguments. Tyler borrowed Oliver’s dishes because we’d given up on cleaning ours. I don’t think we ever returned them on our own accord. We had loud friends who’d come over to do drugs and have sex with me. We indiscreetly/openly talked about porno. But Oliver liked it. He was charmed by us. Who wouldn’t have found us interesting? When Oliver first moved into our building, Tyler made introductions on his own reconnaissance. I never could tell if Tyler was just planning a threesome or a regular friendship.

I didn’t get excited over new relationships like Tyler did. My life was already full of people and things I could hardly handle. We had lots of friends and all of them were crazy. Oliver was a quiet sort of wall-flowery type. Nothing about him was strikingly attractive, and still nothing stood out as particularly ugly. There are a million men like Oliver in Los Angeles trying to do the same thing—direct movies.

Tyler and Oliver got to be pretty good friends. I barely noticed him most of the time. He began to do coke with us, and with Ernesto from downstairs. Our apartment building became quite the place to party. Oliver met Desiree during one such party. When it came time to crash, Desiree didn’t want to sleep with Tyler and me again. We hadn’t done any ecstasy, so we weren’t feeling the need for the innocent, and, of course, non-sexual, fuzzy, family-time cuddling that it often fueled.



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