Two Road Whores, Rode Hard

CHAPTER TWO: Susan’s Background and why you should not use your cell phone and drive…

To understand why Susan was about to make an life altering choice, you must first revisit Susan’s childhood and upbringing. She was a middle child in a family of six growing up in the deep south in the 1980s.
She was the first in her family to ever attend college, but there was still a lot of the trailer park beginnings left in her psyche. She remembers a woman named “Savannah” who used to wear short-shorts a tube top and high heels as she smoked a Camel while she toted her dirty clothes to the Trailer Park Laundromat/Swimming pool.

Savannah would get cat calls and whistles from all the men in the neighborhood, as a guy in a 74 impala muscle car did a burn-out or neutral drop to ‘impress her’ as he rode off she’d call out some smart alecky, sarcastic comment like Flo from that old “Mel’s Diner” show, you know where it was basically “Kiss my Grits!”, but you knew she loved the attention.
Images like that, and the ones of her overhearing her white-trash brothers having snuck to Savannah’s window at night, having to actually wonder if she was walking around topless in her trailer because she KNEW they were watching?

Susan had to ask herself, what kind of woman would do that? And she also wondered if her brothers would have felt like it was more of an accomplishment if she didn’t know they were watching.
Susan’s observations growing up are only a part of the reason she was about to get on yahoo messenger and make a contact that would change her life. The other reason aside from the growing boredom in how she was living, was that she had a lot to atone for in her life.

Susan had cheated on her husband Jim at the last Christmas party. She wasn’t sure why she picked the office douche-bag, but she chalks it up to being drunk. Some how she found herself after drinking just a few shots of vodka out in this guys car, and back at a motel room, and she let him fuck her in the ass. Something she hadn’t even let Jim do. She had to admit, it wasn’t as gross as she thought it was going to be.

Susan was selfish with her affection and attention with the people closest to her. Most of all her family. Yes, she took her son Michael to Soccer practice and her daughter Amanda to dance rehearsal, but she didn’t really ‘pay’ attention to them. She never called her own parents any more, it was just easy to lose herself in work and her own petty TV watching and book reading. She thought to herself, that career and family was a hard balance, and that there would be time later to ‘make family time’ and have a Griswold Road Trip Vacation like that old National Lampoon vacation where the family goes on across the country adventure that brings them all closer together, despite the hardships they face.

Jim, her husband got the least amount of affection. She’d routinely go to bed with him and smile knowing that she was going tobe rigid or look forward to getting the ‘sex over with’ so she could bore him with a long talk about their feelings.

She secretly felt it was almost like pavlovs dog. If he had sex with her, she’d follow it with a session of taling about the relationship and feelings. Eventually, he did just what she expected he would, saving his intimacy requests for only times when he really needed it. In a (passive aggressive way) she felt that maybe she was helping him pick and choose his time more wisely.

Susan was impatient and pushy at work. She enjoyed bullying the weaker programmers on her team. If they were geeky star wars experts, she’d like to throw in a dig like “well that should get you a date” noticing all the action figures in their cube. She got a kick out of making them feel smaller, and she secretly thought it may be helping them to change their behavior (in a passive aggressive way).

Susan is a Taurus, and a stubborn one. She likes to get her way and she likes to butt heads. Susan respects people who butt back, but she would never tell you that to your face.

Susan was also lazy. She had a house keeper who took care of the housework and laundry, and she would routinely pull out her ‘blackberry’ and work on that instead of actually doing her pilates. She was usually multi-tasking at all times, doing three things at once.

That is probably the reason she didn’t notice the Truck behind her, when she pulled out sharply onto I-95 and was subsequently slammed from behind.