This is a story that happened about four or five years ago. My life has changed since the time of this story, but it came up in conversation with some friends and they insisted that I write it down. While I have to change one or two of the details so that I don't get caught, the story is essentially true. The woman in question is a real person is hard as that might be to believe.
I was at kind of a low point socially. I had been through an emotionally and finically devastating divorce, and was having trouble getting going again with the opposite sex. My ex-wife, Robin was a beautiful, fiery redhead that I had been totally in love with. Robin had wonderful freckles, a great body with large breasts, and a bright red pussy. I was convinced that she was my sole mate until the day she ran off with my best friend, and most of my possessions. It had been a year, and I was ready to move on.
"Karen, it's a crying shame the way these tax people try to screw us. Look at this notice my husband and I received the other day. It's an audit, I think."
The petite, pretty blonde housewife was obviously very angry as she handed the notice to her lovely, dark-haired neighbor. Karen read it slowly, then looked up.
"I agree with you, Mary. But what can you do about it?"