Seven Sisters...Carolyn

By Nellie Cake

Two wild and crazy underdogs, Carolyn and Franny, hustle pool to survive and win every game and it gets insanely intense at sink or swim, (aka) drink and drown in Mt. Sterling, Kentucky. Surrounding counties and states come to two main events that are held in Mt. Sterling once a year, sink and swim and Mt. Sterling Court Day. During Mt. Sterling Court Day the entire town shuts down and the bars open so everyone drinks alcohol and smokes weed in the open even the cops. But during sink or swim the town isn't closed, but it should be because everyone gets wasted, blind drunk while they're there. Every night during sink and swim the alcohol and beer were lined up all over the bar for Carolyn and Franny who were flashing all the men as they won every pool game and all the country boy's money. Men lined the tables with their quarters waiting for their turn to lose and bills were stacked every where for bets, but because the show these women put on made it worth losing. Two or more strangers won the prize of spending the night with the winners. Many times after blacking out they wake looking into the face of a stranger. If they're lucky when they wake up, the man will be handsome or cute, but prayerfully not a fat, nasty old fart. Country boys would lose a lot of their money to Carolyn and Franny for many years until they moved on to bigger prey. Franny nor Carolyn never noticed and didn't really care that a lot of the men they went home with or to a hotel were never around later. At bars and parties they sang country and gospel songs. Carolyn played a guitar and Franny played a banjo and were awesome. Both of their favorite song to sing was "Grandpa, Tell Me Bout the Good Ole' Days" sung by Reba, but they also took requests. The girls decided their talents are being wasted and they're bored of this gig so they went to a strip club to find out if they have the nerve and guts it takes to get naked in front of a crowd of strange men.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nellie Cake
• Release date: Mar 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005288525

Nellie Cake

Howdy; I'm Nellie Cake and these are "Memoirs From My Outhouse." I write adult only, violence, murders, rapes, beatings, and nasty words. True stories of murders, crimes, violence, rapes, drugs, incest, alcoholism, inmates, stolen children, homelessness, and erotic murder thrillers. I have forty years of experience in these subjects and forty years of sobriety from drugs and alcohol. I'm an Appalachian inbred Hillbilly and ain't nothing wrong with that. I also write Erotic Murder Thriller series.People who write similar stories usually are not an inbred Hillbilly which makes my story unique. Names were changed to get family and people from the past to shut the hell up. To be a real smart ass extended family is only mentioned. Hillbillies do make moonshine, grow weed, carry double barrel shot guns, and stay bare-foot. I guess city folk wants me to wash my cover all's more often. We don't eat the road kill lesson it's soft. If it's stiff the dogs get it.Four of my children were stolen like I'm a baby factory, the fifth became an armed bank robber with Jesse James. I was kidnapped, beat and raped at nine then witnessed the same man beat, rape and my two nine year old Hillbilly girl-friends. i witnessed the brutal beating and murder of an elderly man.My second husband was a wannabe Clint Eastwood carrying and arson, beating on me and hunting me like an animal. Many pregnancies I lived in the snow then many years hitching in snow hunting for them. Drug dealing and exotic strip dancing were a way to survive in the wake of being annihilated by spouses. I dated my home confinement officer and was honored with a Governor's pardon.My stomach exploded and took a year to walk. Lucifer threw a 16,000 pound building on me causing gangrene and took a year to walk. Worse case of MRSA in history took a year to walk. I maintained employments and continued writing through destitution, pregnancies, savagery, prisons, and northern winters.Life's accomplishments: I won six turkeys, nine trophies battling cocks, birthed five kids, won ten cakes, and caught nine ten pound Bass. I possess gloating rights to angling stories and jaded memories. I want a place for authors of any genre and victims of any crime to have a voice without family or people judging, preaching, bossing, and interfering.I understand they are Holier than me, but they make authors of my genre feel we're a bad image or influence on their precious perfect family. Every story I write is true. God is real, but He can not physically stop rapist, abusers, murders nor narcissist.It just wasn't working for me to be quiet all these years about so many rapes because I never told. So I started writing fiction, erotic murder thrillers. Morbid ways of killing all the men who raped me, and there were many, became my inspiration to write erotic murder thrillers.copyright 2018/Nellie Cake

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Seven Sisters...Carolyn

Nellie Cake

Published by Nellie Cake at Smashwords

Copyright 4/22/2020/Nellie Cake

Titty's and asses takes the stage when two wild and crazy underdogs, Carolyn and Franny, hustle pool to survive and win every game. It gets insanely intense at sink or swim, (aka) drink and drown in Mt. Sterling, Kentucky.

Surrounding counties and states come to two main events held in Mt. Sterling which is sink and swim and Mt. Sterling Court Day. During Mt. Sterling Court Day the town gets closed and bars open so everyone drinks alcohol and smokes weed in the open even the cops. During sink or swim the town isn't closed, but it should be because everyone gets wasted, blind drunk while they're there.

Every night during sink and swim the alcohol and beer were lined up all over the bar for Carolyn and Franny who were flashing their tits and asses as they won every pool game and all the country boy's money. Men lined the tables with their quarters waiting for their turn to lose and bills were stacked every where for bets, but because the show these women put on made it worth losing.

Two or more strangers won the prize of fucking and sucking the winners every night. Many times after blacking out they would wake to different men screwing them. If they're lucky when they wake up, the man that's fucking them is handsome or cute, but prayerfully not a fat, nasty old fart with a tiny soft cock.

Country boys would lose a lot of their money to Carolyn and Franny for many years until they moved on to bigger prey. Franny never noticed and didn't really give a damn that a lot of the men Carolyn screwed, gave a blowjob to or both were never around after they fucked and sucked her.

At bars and parties they sang country and gospel songs. Carolyn played a guitar and Franny played a banjo. They were awesome. Both of their favorite song to sing was Grandpa, Tell Me Bout the Good Ole' Days sung by Reba, but they also took requests. The girls decided their talents are being wasted and they're bored shitless of this gig so they went to a strip club to find out if they have the nerve and guts it takes to get naked in front of a crowd