Marie: hmm there was one fling with a cheetah named masabi. we worked together in college prior to me finding work at the electric sheep, it ws a nightclub called wild dreams. no it was not a strip club despite the suggestive title, she was a DJ i ws an announcer when music was played. she wwas a couple years younger that me, and at first the relationship was platonic. then her apartment got broken into and trashed, by some dweebs loking for anything they could pawn to fuel their nightcrawler habit.
nightcrawler is one of the few drugs that are as dangerous as biproxytol, it affects the brain and makes you completely delusional, it can easily kill you by making you think you can fly. anyway i let her stay with me for awhile until we could recover most of her stuff- which we eventually did, the guys that did it were found unconscious in a street corner a few days later. they were saved by doctors and are now spending the rest of their lives tin a detox facility. noghtcrawler takes a LONG time to weed out of the system.
anyway masabi became roomates with me and it was, about a month after she moved in, that she and i kissed for the first time. i had noticed her looking at me with strange looks for some time up to then. and well that first kiss led to us having sex that night, and we segwayed into a very nice relationship. masabi introduced me to her folks who were lawyers at a high powered law firm that specialized in protecting celebrities from their screwups. they made buttloads of money, minimum fee to get them to represent you was 100 million creds. and there were cases where they earned 10 billion creds foir a case. . masabi would inherit a ton of money when she turned 18. her folks were nice to me, and didnt care that their daughter liked tits instead of dick. all in all it looked like i was set to have a very nice life. i had a loving girlfriend, i got a big raise at the club , and my follks approved of masabi whjen i introduced her. in fact my mom asked us f we had a wedding date set.
you're probably wondering how i ended up in the black sheep. well. wild dreams got burned down by arson in our senior year, and masabi inherited her money. now she could buy whatever she wanted, and she stared going on long extended shopping sprees. i had lost my job when the cluib burned down and was forced to lean on masabi more and more for rent. it started to strain our relationship , because try as i might, none of the other clubs were hiring. finally i landed the job at the black sjheep and immediately realized it was a strip club. well, thats not something you casually discuss in conversation, so i kept that hush hush from both my folks and hers. the money, i think changed masabi. it often does. from a sweet caring and bubbly personality, she became someone who only cared to burn through 100s of thousands of creds each night by clothes and bling. she also.,, found another cheetah named unca, and i walked in on them making love on the coach after coming home from the black sheep. unca was a cheetah who had recently lost her job at the sheep, so i had recognized her and she recognize me. lets just say, we had words when i interrupted their 'freaky fast' grinding. we had started growing apart before this but this really set things in motion. unca was really just using her because she was so loaded - this girl had to have at least 1 billion creds at that point- and i was hurt because i had been with masabi for nearly 4 years at this point. i could have easily blabbed to her folks about this fling, and they would have likely responded by cutting down her income significantly. but i decided to keep things in house. in hindsight that was a mistake.
i think looking back that the only way to save our relationship would have been to ask for help from my folks and hers, an intervention if you will. but i was young and trying to make things work on my own. well, that failed. on the night of our 5 year anniversary. masabi sat me down and told me she was breaking up with me, because it wasnt fun to be with me any more. she moved out a couple days later, and that was pretty much it. she didnt give me any money to help with my rent or anything. her folks got in touch with me once after that, basically apologizing for the dumping and the way masabi had treated me for the last year plus. her father sent me a few thousand creds and his card and promised that if i ever needed anything from him to call him. i never have, although i still have that card. her mother ran into me a couple years ago in the middle of the street. she recognized me, greeted me warmly enough, and told me that masabi had overdosed on nightcrawler. she survived, barely but would be in detox for the rest of her life, basically.. once, i would have been heartbroken to hear that, but that way everything had ended had tainted nearly all my memories of her. i've never discussed masabi with rose, or marita or anybody. think of this as my confession to the local priest.
