In the earlier days, he wasn't so dazed and hardly needed to be in her, splendor that she was. He could only afford her, mentally and financially, maybe twice a month. The first time, he needed her much as she needed him; or rather, men like him. Men with money.
He was being lodged in a building that would employ a lady for which he came to wish he had a ploy. He didn't know. There was so much he didn't know. but he knew hunger, and he knew to quench it.
His friends guided him to her, oh-so-close to him, and he fought off that continual state of hunger with her help. but in doing so, he fell for her, and found it hard to go more than a week without visiting. It cost him, but sometimes she was the only one there to listen to the troubles of his soul. She was always a comfort, so long as he had money.
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A Portrait of Wendy
PovídkyPre-face: The following stories, 21 total, are one short story about a Wendy's restaurant. During my years at ETSU, I had to walk anywhere I wanted to go mostly, and I'm a fan of Wendy's so I quickly became accustomed to the nearby Wendy's. Around t...
