Reading something by Nick Cutter.
Banged by Corky in the park.
July 30, 20—
Fucked Corky.
Fucked Gary.
I’m such a whore sometimes.
Shame on me.
August 2, 20—
Happy Birthday, Dr. Longfellow!
Happy Birthday, Carlton Scarborough!
Trapped under Corky’s weight for three hours.
Didn’t mind.
Bottom hurts.
A little rash from all the rubbing.
Will pass soon.
August 5, 20—
Afternoon delight with Corky.
Can’t stop thinking about a threesome.
Auggie wants to go gambling.
Four clients today.
Anna Bellton, drug user.
Brenda Hoffsetter, suffers from three miscarriages.
Alan Wrightington, compulsive liar.
R. Walker, identity issues.
* * * *
August 8, 20—
It was Corky Moxin who suggested to Jax that the two of them should spend the night at The Rotunda, a casino snugged against the lake, close to the Pennsylvania-Ohio border. Corky said, “I have over one hundred dollars of free play for the month to use. This includes food. Plus, I get one free room that we can share.”