081413 #worm No, she wasn't your stereotypical whore-with-a-heart-of-gold; that old picture post card. She was rather a basket case, really, if you want the truth. She had beady eyes, a slightly wiry neck, enormous tits half-sagging, despite her youth, under their own improbable mass, a doublewide ass that loved to boogie, and a barbed-wire brain the likes of which to tangle with Omsatigo had never had the honor nor the horror, before he met her.