The Wizard of Goth

Betsy had never been happier than when she had met Jackie. Well, she had never been happy at all when it came to men. Betsy was short, just under five feet, and while not fat, she was full figured her whole life. But she was also snarky and sarcastic, and even though she was not nearly as mean as people thought, she seemed to always be aggressive and the boys of her time had little use for her.

Betsy spent her time largely alone, and if that was how it had to be then so be it, so she figured.

She had lived with her parents and other family members till her mid-teens, and at that time a new age was terrifying the parents: rock an roll.

To the parents it was the “signs of an immoral and decadent societeh”, to the government it was an influence which had been cultivated in the communist regimes and was being used to subvert teen agers.