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Real alternative wench.
All through his life Joe was an almost achiever. At school he was at the bottom of the class. Bullies put him down for a variety of reasons. They called him Frankenstein, saying Joe's head was square. Anything related to this was used too. Block on the landscape, Frankenstein behind the line, Joe can only get big girls etc. He fought back after years of abuse, using his hands, words and weapons.
When he left school, he eventually proved them all wrong. Jimmy's first girlfriend went to a Catholic school. All they did was kiss. It lasted 3 months. She left him when he refused to let her fuck his mate. He could have fucked hers too but it wasn't the point. Years later Joe heard she’d turned lesbian.
After that Joe got a big fat girl pregnant. It was his first time ever. He was very depressed over that and almost suicidal for a long time. The bullies at his garage job had a field day; it was like the old days again. Long term damage was done.
He hated the bullies, his life in his teens and being in the wrong job. A strong dominant mother was to blame, as was being so shy. Many hard knocks made Joe into who he was. A car crash, while street racing high performance cars from the garage, almost killed him. One of the bullies was injured. It was indirect payback to his hurtful words and actions. Joe was fired from his job.
Time moved on. He worked in a big bakery for the entire 90s and became a man. He was still quiet; his work mates were all older but responsible. The old joke was still there: Joe will only ever get a fat girl. Then in 1992, everything changed. He met Katya. She was a lovely lady and the only woman that Joe's strict mother ever liked.
Katya had already had a life. At 29, she was divorced, had two young children, worked in a shop, lived in a council house and had lots of life experience. She chose Joe. There was resistance at first.
In a club, he asked her, ‘Why do you want me? I can only ever get fat gals.’
She replied, ‘Be quiet, I like you. Drop the old view.’ And he did and they were together for six wonderful months. Katya taught Joe everything a woman wanted and needed. She kicked out his old ways and brought in the new. It was a wonderful time that was over all too quickly.
Other girls came along, some big but nice, others slim and sexy. Then Joe met the lady who became his first wife. She was called Brittany and was very alternative, just like Joe.
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Brittany was into most types of rock music except goth. He soon changed that. They went to gigs and clubs. She liked nature, going to museums and art galleries, was into films, books, writing and more. There were several very cool interests: witchcraft, paganism, contacting spirits and divination.
Within Joe, Katya saw someone who could be trained, so that’s what she did. The old ways appealed to him and he learnt them all, from reading Tarot cards and runes, studying paganism and being at one with nature.
His mates thought he was mad but that was nothing new, he thrived on it. In time they married, not a pagan wedding, a normal one. He was unsure why. Joe started writing and getting tattoos. He found his true self, for a while.
They went on holiday to Mediterranean paradises like Malta, Turkey and Bulgaria. In England, day trips to dozens of places gave life added interest. They met many interesting people and were very much in synch for the first few years.
But a hidden darkness was always there within, it threatened to destroy everything. One night it did; Joe lost it. The result was a big fight after hours of drunken rows in the pub, with his wife and other people. It was the perfect storm. The reasons: taking old mirrors to the tip so he had no sleep after work, being stressed from work, having an aggressive nature and too much beer.
Joe didn’t then know this side of himself or why it happened. Years later, a psychic told him that he could only move on if he had the answers to hidden questions. Like his life, it was all riddles...
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Joe and Brittany never had kids. She asked him for a baby; he backed away. The more she asked, the further he retreated. It was events from his teens. It was still inside, the fact he had a daughter with a fat local slapper and the shit it caused.
Brittany was five years older than him and he let her go. In time, she found what she wanted, as did he. She had a family and remarried; he travelled, met other gals, had sex, lived his life and became a man of the world. Many events moulded him, still did.
Their love life had been normal. Twice a week in two positions, it was enough. Only in later years, would he become highly sexed. Then he was rampant.
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One thing Joe did like was war, history, weapons and aircraft. His wife had been a Cold War warrior. She had worked in a missile factory as a secretary from the late 80s to early 90s. Joe had applied at a sister factory to make printed circuit boards in 87 but never got the job. Nor was he successful at the plane factory. In a way he was a little jealous of her.
In late 98 she went mad at him once for buying a Hitler magazine that came with a free video. He also enjoyed watching Operation Desert Fox on TV, the bombing of Iraq. Brittany called him insane. Yet she had worked in a weapons factory; he was the enthusiast and historian. Who was mad?
Looking back, Joe should never have asked her out, never have gone into her small New Age shop and said, ‘Hey, let's go out.’ But he did. There were many things in life that Joe shouldn't have done. Marrying a witch was just one. His mother went fucking crazy...
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