carolina is like that good looking gal you dated in high school. looks good. lots of fun in the sack. great at a party, but deep down, you know she is a whore. you spent an awesome weekend with her. drank and had freaky sex with her on a wekend camping trip. you talked about life. it was like you were one. then, the next thursday, you play in a pickup basketball game and run into a guy you went to grade school with who goes to the high school down the road. you get to talking and he says hey do you know (insert your gal friend's name) you say yes with much vigor, but hold the whole love thing back at first. he then goes to tell you that they call her amtrack at his HS because he and the rest of the basketball team ran a 4 hour train on her. you are mad at first, you affront her. she denies it, but you know better. you get drunk and angry. you do not talk to her for a week. then, she comes up to you at a party. looks good. smells good. you have a buzz. she dangles her flower in front of you and you can not resist. you take her back. you get angry when your friends call her a whore. she consumes you.
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