THERE'S NOTHING BEYOND THIS POINT

The rain was cold that day.  Freezing really.  I turned my head from the window and walked through the open door.  Love conquers all they say but when will it search and destroy my head.  My dreams with nightmarish then funny.  I dreamed I was a wrestler and I had a match with this terrible brute of man.  He would crush me and as he hurled insults and hurled back.  Why not?  I was gonna get my ass kicked anyhow.  I looked around just before entering the ring.  I saw a giant chicken among the crowd.  Naturally I was curious as fuck.  Who is that I asked.  Someone said...he is a wrestler too.  His name is Skin It.  I laughed so hard I woke myself up.  To another lonely rainy day.  I went to the university and walked around.  I saw lots of beautiful women.  Some were checking me out.  I was desperate to get laid, who isnt.  This one girl looked at me and laughed.  Someone told me you know Skin It.  I was shocked, she could read my dreams.  She was modestly dressed, maybe she wasnt actually a student, the advertise brother and how.  I asked if I could buy her an energy drink.  She said OK.  We sat outside and chatted.  I wanted her but she got up and walked away without a word of goodbye.  How do you know Skin It I asked.

He comes to me when I smoke weed she said over her shoulder.  Keep it limber.

Naturally  I was stunned.  I bought some weed and smoked it but never saw Skin It again.  I never saw that girl until a year later when I was passed out in the alley behind my favorite bar.  Through groggy eyes I squinted as a girl came out and took a pee.  It was her.  Skin It said Hi I told her.   that night she packed me in her old mustang and took me to her place.  You are welcome to sleep it off in my car she suggested.  But if you puke my boyfriend with beat your ass.  Hes a real mean pimp she said.

I never puke.  I never eat, there is nothing there.

She flashed me her tits and left.

The next day I woke up and it rained again.  Fuck I told myself, I dont want to walk home.  Then I noticed she had dropped the keys in the floorboard.  I cranked the ride and drove away.  She had a nice stereo and a decent Cd collection.  I put Miley Cyrus in and rocked.  I had never heard of her but she had a deep husky voice that made me a bit horny.  It was about six months later that I ran into her once again.  Her name was Deby by the way.  I almost forgotten.  Have you seen my car she asked. 
I didnt know you had a car, what color is it.

You arent bad looking, do you have a job?

No, I live off the residuals from a hit record I had when I was nineteen.
Thats cool she said.   Do you have a car, I need a lift.  I had swapped her car for a nissan.  I got in and she did too.  There is something about you she said.

Are we gonna have sex I asked.

Why, she replied.

I like your boobs, you showed them to me once.

Only once?  Thats totally weird.  Are they big enough.
almost I answered.  Your ass is way big enough though.

I like  you she said.

We rode around and drank a bottle of gin and smoked eight joins and took some loritab.

You drive great for a guy so stoned she mentioned.

we have been parked for the last hour I reminded her.

I need a nap she said.
Me too.

We slept together all night in the car.  It was the first time I had slept with any girl for eighteen months.  A year later we got married and now we got three kids.  She called me up yesterday and said she was filing for a divorce.  I called my new girlfriend and gave her the good news.  That night I saw Skin It again for the second time ever.  He and Deby were dancing to Abba in a club in Afghanistan.  I kid you not.