Poor kid has little to no chance. Clair is fucked up, mentally, physically, psychologically...I was in a New Jersey bar, has to be 5 years ago now, its like 3-4 in the morning, and I see 2 chicks at the bar chatting. Must have either been a convention or they were dancing at one of the 739 titty bars in the area. Turned out one was Clair Dames, the other was Penny something, she was on that dopey Dr Drew show recently and I think she quit the biz now. Anyway long story short, Clair is tryna hook up the threesome, which I would have done, but the stoner vibes I was getting from this Penny chick were much cooler than the methy alcoholic vibes seeping thru Clair's bad skin.

Penny piumps the brakes on the 3way talk, claiming she's all about the dick unless cash was involved, which in this case, it wasn't, so she tells me to pick, no hard feelings either way. I put up a very half hearted fight for it, then act like it's the toughest decision I've had to make since picking tombstones for my son and his mother, before making the obvious choice and taking Penny back to my room. Clair stormed away leaving me to pick up her ample booze bill, but the sobbing echoing in the hall made that debit card swipe worthwhile

For the record, Penny and I messed around a bit that night but mostly just got high and talked about some super deep stuff I'm certain, worldly problem solving shit. I was a bit disappointed but happy with my choice still, after seeing the Clair tantrum, and even more so when I woke up to find Penny's mouth hugging my dick, and she proceeded to fuck the bejesus out of me. Saw her a few more times when she came to the northeast. The only currency exchange was in weed