Chapter 118: Darlene Pellerin, 15, Intel...

Like a lot of Cajun women in town, Sara Pellerin had gotten into the baby business at a young age. She had Darlene when she was 14, and Chuck a year later. Which made her 29 — one year older than Carole.

While they were neighbors and occasionally shared a cup of coffee or a cocktail at each other’s house, they hadn’t been all that close. Sara was still ga-ga over her husband after all those years of marriage. And Carole was divorced.

So Carole wasn’t surprised at the woman’s bitterness toward her ex. “He had me sneaking out to meet him when I was 12 — I had the biggest crush.”

The marital reveal came in bits and pieces over the next few weeks. Carole had learned patience with Naomi, and would take her time with her latest target.

“I could understand that he wanted some strange ever’ once in a while. He’s a man’s man. But it never lasted — he always came back to me.”

Another afternoon, “Last year he started hinting around — he wanted to share me with his brother. Roger. I was so fucking naive — all I did was blow him.”

“Was Charles there too?”

“Acourse — that was the whole point. They wanted to trade me back and forth.” She shook her head ruefully, “If I knew then what I know now I’d of fucked Roger alla time.”

“Where is he these days? I haven’t seen him around.”

“He moved to Morgan City — works offshore.”

“Poor you. Roger got blowjobs and you didn’t get anything on the side.”

“An’ Charles is boning Zoe alla time.”

“Your sister.”

“Yeah, I don’ blame her — she’s only 14. An’ he’s hard to resist.”

Carole began courting her neighbor, began the bonding process. One afternoon, over beer and popcorn, Carole saw how Sara was following Richie with her eyes. She smiled to herself.

Being conscientious about her assignment, Carole went to Contrary Mary’s for breakfast one morning. She knew Darlene was on Kate’s team. Was in fact, one of Kate’s favorites. Time for some Sara-Pellerin research.

Darlene had assisted Kate with the Dirty Dozen and the Calendar Girls. And was instrumental in the youth movement at the restaurant. Hiring girls for their personality, but also for their young hardbodies. And an eagerness for fun and games with the customers.

And now, Kate had put her in charge of the Motel Girls. Darlene was sharp.

Darlene sat across from Carole as she dug into her cheeseburger and fries. Another new waitress, topless and wearing only a tiny CUNT thong refilled her coffee cup.

Darlene said, “Mama always loved sex, and was gettin’ it real regular until she kicked Daddy out.” Darlene was fully aware of Carole’s role in the Son-Fucker Project.

“And now?”

“Let me put it this way — she cut open the pockets of both her robes. She thinks Chuck don’t know that she diddles herself alla time.”

“Would your brother be amenable to some fun and games?”