Virginia Templeton Tells All!
I wanted to make sure you get the story right so I’m telling it. When I tell a story it’s one hundred percent truthful unless I feel like lying. I went to a Psychiatrist for years; actually it wasn’t just one it was more like ten. Most of them let me go after a few weeks and told me to come back when I was ready to commit to helping myself. That day never did come but there was one of them who actually meant something to me. It didn’t last but maybe it could have.
I think he was falling for me or something like that. He
sent me packing and I decided the only way I was going to see a Psychiatrist
was in bed, and it did happen. It wasn’t in bed it was actually on the floor
but he was damn sexy and that would be Nicholas Waters. It could have gone
further but somehow life got in the way and possibly my bad behavior and the
fact that he was married complicated the whole damn situation.
Before I go any further I should add that
during my time in therapy I was also married, but that never stopped me from
taking advantage of a sexy man. So goes the saga of Virginia Templeton, that’s
me.
There are a few other
other things I should let you in on that are one hundred and ten percent
truthful. You will have to decide later if you believe me or not. That’s the
fun of life; it’s a journey of surprises.
I should tell you that
after an incredible sexual evening with my husband Slater, a rich Chicago
billionaire, who I wasn’t in love with, died. I wasn’t exactly devastated and
actually I was quite happy to finally be able to do whatever I wanted, not that
I didn’t. I did, but shall we say the public didn’t need the sordid details of
my continuing affairs with some of the most influential men in Chicago. I did
have fun.
There’s always
something magical about secrets. I love
keeping secrets. That is exactly how I met Slater Templeton. I was a high class
party girl but no one knew it. There were many guys in my repertoire who knew
each other but that was my secret. This high class party girl went to college
with the money she made from fucking men who didn’t get enough at home and had
a great deal of money. They pissed away money like you wouldn’t believe.
There was one other
special man who shall remain nameless for now who hired me just to have someone
to talk to. When our visits were over he made a deal with me that if I stopped
all my irresponsible behavior he would
pay my tuition for school and any back loans I had acquired. I agreed and that
was that.
I did end up marrying
Slater who seemed to be fine with my reckless but exciting history. I assumed
that was because he wasn’t pristine either.
We had one common element in our relationship that brought us together
and that was both of us could tell a lie with a straight face and no one was
the wiser.
After he died and the
will was read there a lot of surprises but right now that doesn’t matter
because a short while after his so called death I found out the incredibly
insane truth. He had planned his death and was in Argentina collecting money
from a fund he had set up for himself with the help of the company’s senior
corporate controller, Sean Warner.
Now this guy was a
piece of work. He needed money to pay off his debts but right now he’s sitting
in jail and that is just fine with me. He’s a son of a bitch and as far as I’m
concerned he can rot in hell and he just might do that. He couldn’t afford a
good lawyer and I did spread the word around that he was poison so no one
helped him. What a shame.
Well, back to Slater
and my life with him. Yes, he was an asshole and that is what I get for wanting
to marry a rich high profile guy. When I found out he faked his death I was so
fucking mad if he would have been standing in front of me I would have killed
him. I still might! That’s all you have to know for now, but you can read the
collection of The Virginia Templeton Stories to find out exactly how I got to
this moment.
Virginia Templeton
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