Life Changing Relationships

I was a party girl, a fighter, and into my own version of "women's lib". I felt it was wrong that my brother could "play" multiple women and be congratulated, while I was expected to be a "lady" or be labeled a whore! So I decided to conquer the world, or Houghton Lake at least. And I did. Being a full blown alcoholic definitely helped in my endeavours. I doubt I would have had the nerve without "Uncle Jack" holdin my hand. I would just pick a guy and go get him. My success rate was staggering! I had watched my brothers for years, I had my own version of their game. It was almost like a "who can do more" competition! I was smooth. People never talked bad about me, I got along with almost everyone! I say almost, because there are always gonna be some people that dislike you.
I had a couple rules. I would not with any man that I knew was in a relationship. That doesn't mean that I asked everyone either though. The other rule, no group sex. Just not my thing. The obvious rules applied, no weird shit with animals, no under aged guys (even though I was under aged) ABSOLUTELY NO MARRIED MEN. Pretty much anything else was a go. I chose the men that I went with. I would look around and find one I liked and it was on. Sometimes, things didn't turn out the way I wanted, but they usually did.
My boyfriend and I were together for about four months when he had to leave for three weeks to work in Florida. I was happy to see him go, he hadn't worked in two months! I've always had a thing for construction workers and cowboys. Obviously, this one was a construction worker. He was a brick layer, and he did beautiful work. He was probably seven years older that me. We got along great, but we were always drunk, and he was the guy that was the big idiot every time he got drunk. He would do such stupid shit.
One night that sticks out was a bonfire on New Year's Eve, The fire was huge! Maybe the biggest so far. People had brought pallets, and furniture, as well as about a twenty foot oak tree that they cut in three sections. Someone had actually brought a bobcat out in the woods and dug a huge fire pit in the ground. Now keep in mind, these parties happened in the woods..... It was like a huge clearing in the shape off an egg surrounded by giant pine trees. It was huge, the fire, even as big as it was 40 degree incline that people would drive small cars, dune buggies, or dirt bikes up. It was craziness! So, we're at this party, Dummy is doing his usual shit, keg stands, climbing trees and jumping out, and then someone bet him he couldn't jump the fire. Evidently, jumping over bonfires was one of the things he was notorious for! That was a game up there. the guys would get drunk and bet who could walk the fire! So, just before someone bet Dummy, this other local dude walks to the center of the pile and is standing inside of the fire. That's not really as amazing as it sounds, the center of the wood wasn't actually on fire, it was like a ring, once he ran through the outside ring, he was in the clear. So once the bet was made, Dummy headed for the fire. He started running, for some reason JUMPED as he entered the fire, and crash, he fell. It is beyond me that he didn't get hurt worse than he did. He jumps up, runs the rest of the way through the fire, and comes over by me. He still has coals in his knee! I'm thinking it's hospital time, of course, he refuses. We pick the coals out of his skin and he goes back to drinkin. He did collect his ten dollars too.
While he was in Florida, I went to the bar one night with the girls. I met a new group of people that night. I was unaware that I was set up on a date. I was only 16, but there wasn't a single bar that I couldn't drink in. I went out all the time.
This is when my life would go through a major change once again!