The Evening Redness in the West - Christine was #3. She was a zit ...

Booze blackoutâ€"age 23. I was a fit 160. The woman weighed three bills easy. I looooved voluptuousness. My standards were permissive. These were curves I could not condone. A memory burst hit me. I still had nine bucks left from the blood bank. .... I retreated to dump hotel rooms and parks and got alone with Them in the dark. The voices in my head got worse. I veered very close to psychosis. I stuffed cotton in my ears and heard the voices that much louder. ...