Meryl Pierce Novels & Stories

I got ready by showering and putting on my tuxedo. With a bored drawn look, I cast a sidelong glance at Marilyn, my partner.In her crimson gown and extravagant hairdo, she looked stunning, like any diva should. She was flawless in every way, perhaps a little too perfect. Marilyn Mayers was a well-known theatre actress in Los Angeles. Her acting ability was well acclaimed, and she was poised and polished. She was an accomplished actress at the age of 28. Though I was curious as to how many times her face and body had been surgically altered to make her the flawless beauty she was.

When he found out that Meryl had sold off his house, he also had no choice but to return to the countryside. For the past ten years, Meryl had been surviving by selling her body for cash. Because she lost an eye and half of her face was scarred, she could only afford to sell herself for half the price. The slim body she used to be so proud of was now completely out of shape. She was only in her mid-50s now, but she looked much older than her age—certainly nothing like how she looked in my past life. Also, she wasn't able to sell herself anymore except to greasy old perverts who were already halfway into their coffins.