Her Name Is Shelia

No one wanted Sheila Latour to be a doctor. Her parents thought the powerful shapely daughter should be a secretary or teacher.Her friends scoffed at the study and preparation necessary for a medical career and her boyfriend, a tall long-haired acting student bridled at making any sacrifices to Sheila’s career.Then there was Sheila’s lust themselves which stood in her way. Her young body was growing more beautiful everyday. No longer was she a wallflower condemned to remain alone. When she transferred to the State University she found her charms in great demand for the first time.It was such a new experience to be desired, but when men looked at her they saw a tall, powerful love goddess, whose long sandy-blonde hair and green eyes enchanted them.As if she were sinking into a pit Sheila found that she could have anything she wanted merely by exercising her ample charms.Even professors she could have merely by flaunting her large pe

“I don’t care Sheila,” Tammy said shaking her head. “Clark’s not my slave. If he wants to fuck someone else it’s up to him.”What if that someone else is me, she thought.“But wouldn’t you get jealous of that other person if you found out?” she asked. Tammy looked slightly scornful.“Look,” she said. “Whoever he fucks doesn’t take anything away from me. Anyway, I’m certainly not going to keep him with me if he wants to fuck other people, just by my being jealous. All jealousy ever did was make people miserable.”Sheila couldn’t think of anything to say to refute her but she felt very unconvinced.“What if you came home and found him in bed with someone?” Sheila said with an air of prosecuting attorney.“Ah ha!” Tammy laughed. “It’s the old ‘would you let someone rape your wife?’

“Well come on Sheila,” Tammy yelled, “Don’t hold out on me!! Tell me what happened.” But Sheila just smirked and sat down in the kitchen looking self-satisfied. There was a long pause.“Nothing much happened,” Sheila said. “I mean it wasn’t all that special. I just went up to his office and we talked about organic chemistry. He’s a pretty nice guy.”“You mean you didn’t ball him?” she asked incredulously.“Oh yeah,” she said. “I fucked him. I mean I’m surprised at you Tammy, being so hung-up on that like it’s something special.” Sheila was smirking broadly.“You little bitch,” Tammy said laughing. “When you got her you were a virgin. So in two weeks you come across talking like it’s nothing to ball some guy in his office. You’re a pisser!! ”“Well, if you insist,” she said, “I&

It was a hard winter. The snow piled deep and cold on the side of the building. It froze into solid glaciers of frigid ice and burned Sheila’s hand when she slipped and fell on it.Taking her books to class was an arduous trip. The wind blew off the northern plains as if it had a vengeance. Bent on destroying all human feeling and it seemed to course down the streets scouring everything not bundled in four layers of wool.Sheila did indeed get straight “A’s”. She stared at her transcript when it came in the mail with exaggerated indifference. She even took care to leave it buried under her old school newspapers which she read only with contempt and snickering.By the end of February she was living with Bob. From the first time he had carried her home, he entranced her. His long powerful body, a dancer’s and acrobat’s mesmerized her until she could hardly keep her hands off him when he was near.Then there was T

Leaving the park finally was like coming down off a high mountain. In more ways than one they were all three coming off a high place.The sun, wind and stars had made them all very peaceful. None of them had felt like talking very much. They said what they needed to with their bodies and their faces.The roar of the highway was oppressive as they drove back onto the main road and headed south again. Sitting in the back of the van staring as the scenery rolled past in the windshield Sheila looked from one guy to the other.Carlos was hardly more than a boy and Jack for all his solemn mien was younger than she was in most ways. They were headed nowhere and Sheila remembered the first day she had been in the van.Uneasily she recalled how they gently ridiculed all the people who got in the truck and had plans and ambitions. They had tolerated her perhaps because she was beautiful or because at the moment she was running away like they were.But she to