Sex and Crime: Oliver's Strange Journey
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"Man, I fucked so many girls while I was living on Brantley," she said and laughed. "I totally shit all over Jasmine!"
"Yeah, and you tricked with a bunch of guys too," I said calmly.
"No, no, that's not true! I didn't post on Backpage. I didn't trick," she objected.
In her sick mind, she wasn't really a whore, if she didn't post an ad on Backpage and had sex with hundreds of guys, and she just had sex with dozens of "regulars" and dope boys instead.
"Really? You seriously think fucking Urban, and Tim, and all those other guys wasn't tricking? I found a freshly used condom in your nightstand. I found you in bed with Norbert," I said. I was getting disgusted with her all over again.
She started laughing: "Yeah, I can't believe we didn't wake up when you kicked the door in!" She thought it was hilarious. She had no sense of empathy whatsoever. She couldn't put herself in my shoes and consider how that situation felt on my end. She really did not comprehend how terribly she hurt me when she cheated on me.
"You really think the stuff you did to me is funny?" I asked. "How would you feel if I sat here and laughed about having sex with Anita?"
"That was crazy, when I fucked Anita," Veronica laughed. "We fucked for like two hours!"
"Do you understand how badly you're hurting me when you say shit like that?" I asked. "Seriously, let's turn the tables. How would you feel if I told you I fucked Anita twice, and it was awesome?"
She stopped laughing and got a suspicious look on her face: "DID you have sex with Anita?"
"Yeah. Twice. And it was awesome. She did all sorts of acrobatics, and she let me cum inside her pussy," I replied calmly.
"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" Veronica asked angrily. "Is this supposed to be a joke? Like when you made up Faith? Or did you really fuck Anita?"
"I really fucked her. And I really liked it," I replied with a cold, cruel superiority in my voice.
Veronica got so pissed! She started ranting: "Imma kill that bitch! That fucking hoe! I knew something was up when you guys stayed up all night and talked! I knew I couldn't trust her! Imma beat the shit out of her if I ever see her again." Then she got quiet. She was in her own head, plotting her revenge against Anita.
"Did you use a condom?" she asked.
"No. We were going to be in a relationship together, remember? So Anita let me cum inside of her without a condom," I said. I started to enjoy seeing Veronica this upset. Karma is a bitch.
"That's DISGUSTING! What if she got pregnant?" she asked.
"Why is it disgusting if I fuck other girls and cum inside of them without a condom, but it's ok for you to fuck all these girls, and other guys, and you let them cum inside of you?" I asked.
"I don't ever fuck anyone without a condom! You're the only one I let cum inside of me. I always use a condom with other guys! You even found one of them in my nightstand," she yelled.
"Bullshit! I saw your text messages when you were talking to Urban about having him get you pregnant. You let that dirty nigger cum inside of you without a condom all the time! And I'm sure he wasn't the only one. And remember when we first met, and your leg was hurting and you told me I was the only one you wanted to have sex with? There was someone else's cum dripping out of your pussy while you said that. Ever since I've known you, all you have ever done is lie and cheat. And you think it's cool. You're actually proud of yourself, like some sort of sick sociopath. You don't give a shit if you hurt other people, but when someone does it back to you, you act all upset," I replied.
She got quiet and said: "I don't want to argue anymore. I'm sorry for all the shit I've done. I really do love you."
I didn't feel like arguing either. I was so sick and tired of feeling like shit. It was so emotionally draining. I was exhausted.
"Why can't things between us ever just be easy?" I asked sadly. "I'm so sick of all this drama."
We stopped arguing and everything went back to the way it used to be. She called several times a day every day, and I visited her twice a week. We were back together. She told me she really wanted to have a future with me and she wasn't going to fuck it up again. She swore that from now on, she would be 100% faithful to me and not play any of her sick games anymore, not cheat anymore, not write any more love letters to anyone else or do anything else she shouldn't be doing as my girlfriend.
Then Haley called me and told me that everyone in jail knew about Veronica dating her bunkie Wendy. She said they were fucking each other pretty much every day, and they almost got caught a few times. The corrections officers got so sick of always seeing Veronica and Wendy together in dark corners, or taking showers together, they separated them and sent Wendy back to dorm 3.
I didn't want to believe it. But Haley had never really lied to me. Well, except when she stole my hard drives, and when she pretended that I got her pregnant. But since she had been in jail, everything she told me about Veronica was always true.
I looked on the Sheriff's website, and I saw that Wendy really had been moved to dorm 3.
When Veronica called me back, I asked her what was going on in jail, and if there was any interesting new gossip. I gave her a chance to tell me that her "best friend" Wendy was no longer in the same dorm with her. But she didn't bring it up. I had noticed that in the past few weeks, there had been complete radio silence about Wendy. Veronica used to mention her all the time in the beginning, because they were friends and they were hanging out together. But lately Veronica never mentioned Wendy at all anymore. I knew what that meant.
When people withhold seemingly harmless information, it's usually because it's not harmless after all, and they are afraid if they reveal that bit of information, it will get them into trouble. So I knew that the only reason why Veronica wasn't mentioning Wendy's name anymore was because there was something going on between them.
And now the fact that they had been separated and Wendy was sent to another dorm, and Veronica didn't even mention that, when I casually asked her for the latest gossip, was proof that she was hiding her relationship with Wendy from me. Veronica told me a while ago that Wendy had given birth to a baby boy right before going to jail. So I figured now Veronica was going to try to get her hands on Wendy's baby, in case she couldn't get Kim's or Shelly's or Kathleen's baby.
I told Veronica that I knew she was cheating on me again, that she was dating Wendy behind my back, that they had sex all the time, and that they had been separated now.
"What? No! That's crazy! There is absolutely nothing going on between Wendy and me. Her being sent to dorm 3 had nothing to do with me. She got caught in the wrong bunk area. That had NOTHING to do with me," Veronica claimed.
But then, a few minutes later, she slipped and said: "Wendy and I used to be in the same bunk area, but she got moved to another one. She has this stupid high school girl crush on me, so she kept coming over to my bunk area, and then she got caught."
Like always when Veronica was in one of her shallow fake relationships with some girl, she claimed that the other girl was madly in love with her, she was stalking her, she was obsessed with her, but Veronica wasn't into her at all. It was the same story every time. She had told me the same thing about Miriam, Lola, Shelly, Theresa, Snickers, Nancy, Kim, Nina, Jasmine and Kathleen.
She always pretended they were chasing after her, because they were supposedly madly in love with her, but she didn't want anything from them.
But I, and everyone in jail, knew that it was really the other way around. She was constantly chasing after several people at the same time, trying to sell them dreams, writing them love letters, trying to make out with them, trying to make them believe that she was in love with them and that she had never felt that way about anyone else before, while cheating on them the whole time and telling other people the same thing, often word for word. It was like she was some sort of escaped mental patient.
I actually felt bad for her, because I knew she really did have severe mental problems from the abuse and abandonment she had
to endure as a child, and the years of traumatizing sex with guys who just used her but didn't care about her as a human being. She was starving for affection. She desperately wanted to feel loved, truly loved, but really didn't know how to accomplish that. So she tried to improve her odds by throwing herself at a bunch of people at the same time. She really didn't understand that that behavior ruined her chances of ever finding real love, and ever having a deep, meaningful bond with another human being.
Now this latest replay of the same old story, this time with Wendy, just seemed sad and pathetic. I was really hurt, but at the same time I couldn't stop thinking about how much pain Veronica was really in. She had never even known what it's like to have a normal mother and father. All she had ever known was people using her to either get sex from her, or drugs, or snacks in jail. Her sense of selfworth was nonexistent. She felt she had no value, had nothing to offer, besides sex, drugs or snacks. So she used those three things to bribe people into "loving" her.
The more I thought about this stuff, the more I just wanted to give her a hug and tell her I love her. She had been cheating on me, and instead of feeling bad for myself, I felt bad for her. How sick is that?
But it couldn't go on, because her cheating on me was tearing me apart inside. So I told her: "This shit with Wendy needs to end RIGHT NOW. I'm serious. This is your last chance. If you don't stop this shit behind my back, I'm done with you for good."
She replied that there was nothing going on with Wendy, and she swore she would be good. She said it was unfair that I was acting like she was being bad again, because this time she was really innocent, she was really being good, and she was really being faithful to me.
The next day Haley called me back and told me that everyone in jail was talking about how Wendy in dorm 3 was screaming across the hall at Veronica in dorm 4. Haley said, Wendy had been calling Veronica a lying piece of shit whore, or something along those lines. Apparently Wendy had found out that as soon as she was moved to dorm 3, Veronica was already cheating on her. She was calling Jasmine in Key West and sending more love letters to Kathleen.
When Veronica called me, I asked her why Wendy had been screaming at her across the hall. Obviously that clearly indicated that they were in a relationship, and Wendy was jealous, because Veronica was cheating on her.
"No, it's not like that at all. Wendy is just some silly little girl who is totally in love with me. But I don't feel that way about her at all. I only want to be with you. I love you," Veronica said.
Haley wasn't the only one who told me that everyone in jail knew that Veronica and Wendy were dating. More and more inmates contacted me to tell me what Veronica was doing behind my back.
When she had been cheating on me with Kim, 14 people had reached out to me to warn me. Now 9 people told me that she was cheating on me with Wendy. I told her what each and every one of those 9 people said. And every time Veronica claimed they were lying about her, because they supposedly had ulterior motives. Meanwhile she was bragging in jail that no matter what any of the other inmates told me about her, I would never leave her, because she had me wrapped around her little finger.
Then a few people told me Veronica and Wendy went to court together and were making out in the holding cell. They were so blatant and over-the-top, some of the other girls in the cell were offended by it, and when they got back to jail after court, they told the other inmates how obnoxious Veronica and Wendy were.
I had a viso with Veronica later that same day. I asked her again if there was anything going on between her and Wendy. She swore there wasn't. But I just wouldn't drop it. I asked her again and again. Finally she gave in and said: "Alright, fine. Yeah, Wendy and I have been flirting a little. But it's no big deal."
"I fucking hate you," I said, got up, and left.
I had it with her. She was obviously never ever going to change. I was so sick of feeling hurt and betrayed all the time. I remembered how she reacted when I told her that I had sex with Anita. I figured the only way to make her understand how destructive her behavior is, is to do it back to her. I decided to call a bunch of girls I hadn't talked to in a while.
I hadn't talked to Anita in months, ever since Veronica had been arrested. Anita was now living with her grandmother in Cape Coral. I told her about all the crazy stuff that happened with Veronica since the last time we talked.
Anita replied: "I told you a long time ago, Veronica will never change. She's a piece of shit. She even stole money out of my purse when we were roommates. And she's lying about not tricking. She fucked a bunch of guys before you got there, and even when you were living with us. Why would you want to waste any more of your time with a stupid little girl like Veronica, when you could have a woman like me? I am ready to settle down. I want to have a normal life and a family. I would love to have a good man like you in my life."
I picked her up at her grandmother's house and she spent the night at my place. We had sex a few times. But I knew I couldn't be in a relationship with her, because she was still tricking, and doing drugs. She would just be a clone of Veronica.
The next day, after I dropped Anita off, I picked up Erin. I hadn't seen her in a few months either. She just got out of Collier County Jail again. She stayed with me for a couple of days and we had sex a few times. Then I dropped her off at her friend Josie's house, because Erin wanted Josie to help her dye her dark hair blond. I was supposed to pick Erin up afterwards, because she wanted to live with me and be in a real relationship.
But since she also used to have a drug problem in the past, and she asked me to buy her a $50 bag of weed before she went to Josie's house, I was afraid things with her would end up being no different than with Veronica or Lucy.
I probably should have given Erin more of a chance, because even after I ditched her at Josie's house, she kept calling me every day, to try to get together. She really was serious about settling down and having a serious, monogamous relationship. A week or two later, she moved in with some guy in Port Charlotte, and she has been with him ever since. As far as I know, she's still clean. Good for her. I regret not picking her up from Josie's house. But I was still too hung up on Veronica, and paying her back for all the pain she had caused me for the past 2 years.
A bunch of girls from LCJ, who had heard my name in jail, contacted me on Facebook once they got out. I'm really not a player or a pimp. I don't want to have a bunch of trophy girls. I don't want a girl just for sex. I want one girl in my life who I can trust and build a future with. So I usually ignored all these girls who were trying to get with me, just because they knew I had taken good care of Veronica.
But one girl was very persistent. Her name was Daisy. She wrote me on Facebook almost every day. She was only 19, and black. I hate gangsta rap and that whole illiterate ghetto nigger mentality. But Daisy was not a nigger. She was a polite, articulate, intelligent, hard-working girl. I had been ignoring her advances for the past few weeks, but now I told her I wanted to meet her. I picked her up after work. She was a waitress at Culvers in Naples. We ended up meeting a bunch of times and had sex. She had been in dorm 2 with Veronica, so she told me how much Veronica had been cheating on me the whole time, and that she was always bragging about playing me like a fiddle.
Hussy had moved back from Ocala a few weeks ago. She lived in LaBelle with her new boyfriend Brian now. He worked at a bamboo plantation. She told me she'd like to start seeing me again, because things with her and Brian weren't working out. She caught him cheating on her. So I met up with her a bunch of times. We usually had sex at least twice a day, like we used to.
I told her about meeting Lucy, and everything that had happened since then. Hussy was not happy at all about that, and told me to be careful. She said Lucy was a con artist who had hurt a lot of people. Look who's talking!
Veronica and I weren't talking to each other since I found out she had been making out with Wendy in court, and she admitted that there was something going on between them, but tried to trivialize it.