Note- My parents are still together and happily married. I am writing about divorce from an outside view basically. It's my thoughts on how I would feel if my parents ever got divorced and so if I offend anyone or portray this totally wrong, I'm sorry.

Yeah, I got one of the 3 blondes that dissed me earlier.

"Uhh..dayum.." and with that I came. It was nothing special..just like every other fuck.

Everyone had always told me how special and good sex was supposed to feel but..I dunno..I never felt anything totally special..and this girl certainly wasn't a special one.

"Mmm..you were so good, Nick." She said in her sexy voice.

"Yeah.." What could I say back? She was a slut..I could tell she was with guys all the time, "You were too loose."

"Hun, I know you know that I fuck guys a lot, and you think I'm a slut, but how am I different than you in that respect?" she said and walked out the door [an- yes, she was dressed people..]

I lay in bed for a long time, those words echoing in my mind..she was right.

"What the hell happened to me?" I thought and sighed.

~Jeannay~
I can barely remember this but only what was recounted to me by my parents and Jeziray later on. I left the club, stumbling and bumbling..but feeling nice.

"Yaow! Shake your groove thang..yeah yeah yeah.." I said, trying to dance in the taxi that was bringing me and Jeziray home. She wasn't nearly as drunk as I was but she did have some in her system.

I tripped out of the taxi and stumbled up the walkway. My parents were home, I didn't have the key..or maybe I did..I don't remember and I didn't at the time, and I raised my hand to knock on the door when it opened almost by itself. I saw my dad standing there with suitcases in his hand and a few in the hall and my mom in silent tears.

I squinted, trying to figure out if this was true or not..and then it hit me, "Daddy? You can't leave now! Please?! I need you..please..how can you do this?" I slurred, tears blurring my vision.

"He was leaving tonight?" I tried to remember in my drunken state.

He sighed and he and my mother exchanged glances, "I'm gonna stay for tonight until she's better." He said, speaking to her and then spoke to me, "I know what you're doing and it isn't going to work any longer. This is the last time. We'll talk some more tomorrow when you're sober." I was beginning to get my senses back but I just kept my drunk act going so that he'd stay longer.

"Honey..you can't keep this up. I can't keep this up.." he whispered wearily and lay me down in my bed. I acted asleep until he left.

I thought about my mom and dad and their marriage..or the lack thereof, now. Sure, I was 19 now and I should be living on my own even, but my parents were always there for me..TOGETHER. Now my dad was leaving and it threw my whole world out of balance..my parents weren't there together anymore. Every night, I got drunk, partying. I mean, part of it was to keep my dad here because every time I came home drunk, he'd stay to take care of me, and I figured the more he stayed, the more he could see that he COULD live with my mom in peace..but a lot of it was just to have a good time while the problem at home ate away at me..just so I could forget.

by Mystery Lady and Mystery Frack, 1999