Four wrong women in my life

First mistake. I married my mother. Ohio girl. I didn’t know it at the time but she was an idiot. Couldn’t even do simple arithmetic.I made a career for her at NCR. Faked her credentials as a product manager. She slept with a guy from work.Got Herpes from him.. We got divorced.

Next big mistake. Exotica, God, she was beautiful. Girl at one of those naked girl places in New Jersey. Her real name was Lilian Lopez. Gave her $20,000 all told. I think she actually did love me a little.

Then came, my God, I can’t remember her name. Melanie. And my stepdaughter. Monica. Melanie saved my life. She was so sexually aggressive you wouldn’t believe it. But she saved my life. I was dying in Delaware and she came to my rescue, doing four trips in he her Cadillac to her house in Greenwich NJ my few pitiful goods, and I was destitute, without a driver’s license, and totally lost. 

She was sexually voracious. You know, I was always beautiful. Why I had a successful career as a final club president at Harvard. 

Then she lost her thing. She came back several times, just wanting to fuck me. 

Pat was next. I called her in the middle of the night. She fell in love with me at first sight at Stone & Webster Engineering Corporation in 1982. So I called her in the middle of the night in 2004. We met the next night. 

We’ve been married for 16 years now. You should have seen her. Red lion’s mane. Irish with a camel toe. Gorgeous. Now she’s 80. Almost completely deaf. I’m nearly Seventy, you see. She’s not happy with me anymore. I drink, you know.