Part 20
I was so sick after my first dabble with heroin that I vowed never to do it again. Predictably a fortnight later one of the guys in the house was shooting me up where I had an equally bad reaction to it. To any sensible person that would have been that but for a reason I can no longer remember or perhaps I never worked out I persevered with it until my bit on the side Johnny showed me how to smoke it. From that moment I was blown away and couldn't get enough of it.
Johnny now became my dealer and I started hanging around more and more with him and the dirty blonde skank he was always with. This skank, who was continually whacked out on Valium, was a strange one as she spent most of her time awake staring vacantly into space but as soon as someone started to remove her clothes she would suddenly come to life and become a real sex a****l until it was over where she would go back to staring into space.
I think her lack of scintillating conversation was perhaps the reason johnny wanted me around that at least when I wasn't smacked out that at least I could hold a conversation.
At first Johnny was happy to supply me in return for sexual favours but once I had allowed him to take my anal virginity I didn't have anything else to offer so I ended up following Noreen's route and started getting stuff into clubs where I did a small bit if dealing unfortunately.
Johnny however was into dealing in lots of stuff so again to my shame I got involved with him and his schemes, which nearly always involved stealing of some description.
Frank obviously detected what was going on and did his best to get me away from Johnny and I think he must have been happy when he finally got me packed off to his friends apartment in Limerick where I was now about to start my studies, unfortunately I arrived in Limerick with a name and address of a local dealer in my purse.
Frank stayed with me for my first week in Limerick and I had to work hard to hide the sickness that was growing inside of me. In fact an hour after frank left I was in a taxi being driven by a knowing looking driver to the address I had. To the drivers credit he did try to talk me out of going but remained quiet as he drove me back to the apartment with my deal burning a hole in my bag.
From then on my life became a battle on managing to remain clean enough to get through college while at the same time finding enough money to fund my growing habit. As a result of my addiction I tended to keep myself to myself which became quite a lonely existence which in turn led to me using more and more.
As always lack of money became my main issue, Frank was paying all my bills and would give me a little money on the weekends he visited but as I was spending more than my student grant on gear I struggled to feed myself at times. To my dealers I was just an annonomous addict so were not inclined to help me out much but after one desperate night begging for help they told me all they could do was arrange for me to meet a man if I was interested. Although I had done things while at school for money/fags I knew doing this was a step up. However I was so sick that I readily agreed to it. I was given a small hit to take the edge off while I waited for my first punter.
The punter in question was an uncle of one of dealers who took me to a back upstairs bedroom. He was in his fifties I would say and he said nothing other than telling me to take my trousers and pants off and lie down on the bed. I did as he asked to which he pulled my legs apart as he climbed on top of me where he bashed away for a few minutes before cumming while collapsing on top of me. I couldn't wait for him to get off me to get down to the lads where a few deals were pressed into my hand and I was told to get the fuck out and never to come back begging.
I had seen where the working girls hung out as it was just around the corner from the college so two night later I was standing at the side of the street just up from the city docks.
Johnny now became my dealer and I started hanging around more and more with him and the dirty blonde skank he was always with. This skank, who was continually whacked out on Valium, was a strange one as she spent most of her time awake staring vacantly into space but as soon as someone started to remove her clothes she would suddenly come to life and become a real sex a****l until it was over where she would go back to staring into space.
I think her lack of scintillating conversation was perhaps the reason johnny wanted me around that at least when I wasn't smacked out that at least I could hold a conversation.
At first Johnny was happy to supply me in return for sexual favours but once I had allowed him to take my anal virginity I didn't have anything else to offer so I ended up following Noreen's route and started getting stuff into clubs where I did a small bit if dealing unfortunately.
Johnny however was into dealing in lots of stuff so again to my shame I got involved with him and his schemes, which nearly always involved stealing of some description.
Frank obviously detected what was going on and did his best to get me away from Johnny and I think he must have been happy when he finally got me packed off to his friends apartment in Limerick where I was now about to start my studies, unfortunately I arrived in Limerick with a name and address of a local dealer in my purse.
Frank stayed with me for my first week in Limerick and I had to work hard to hide the sickness that was growing inside of me. In fact an hour after frank left I was in a taxi being driven by a knowing looking driver to the address I had. To the drivers credit he did try to talk me out of going but remained quiet as he drove me back to the apartment with my deal burning a hole in my bag.
From then on my life became a battle on managing to remain clean enough to get through college while at the same time finding enough money to fund my growing habit. As a result of my addiction I tended to keep myself to myself which became quite a lonely existence which in turn led to me using more and more.
As always lack of money became my main issue, Frank was paying all my bills and would give me a little money on the weekends he visited but as I was spending more than my student grant on gear I struggled to feed myself at times. To my dealers I was just an annonomous addict so were not inclined to help me out much but after one desperate night begging for help they told me all they could do was arrange for me to meet a man if I was interested. Although I had done things while at school for money/fags I knew doing this was a step up. However I was so sick that I readily agreed to it. I was given a small hit to take the edge off while I waited for my first punter.
The punter in question was an uncle of one of dealers who took me to a back upstairs bedroom. He was in his fifties I would say and he said nothing other than telling me to take my trousers and pants off and lie down on the bed. I did as he asked to which he pulled my legs apart as he climbed on top of me where he bashed away for a few minutes before cumming while collapsing on top of me. I couldn't wait for him to get off me to get down to the lads where a few deals were pressed into my hand and I was told to get the fuck out and never to come back begging.
I had seen where the working girls hung out as it was just around the corner from the college so two night later I was standing at the side of the street just up from the city docks.
8 years ago
