On September 22, 1962 I married an absolutely gorgeous little Spanish woman from Texas. She had a beautiful Spanish name that was hard to pronounce so we settled on calling her Nancy. Nancy was so beautiful and sexy I couldn’t believe that I was lucky enough to have her marry me. I fell in love with her the first moment that I saw her. I realized when she married me that she didn’t really love me like I loved her but was marrying me because it would get her a start in a new life.
Nancy was twenty-two years old when we were married and was still a virgin, thanks to her very strict parents. She was very unhappy not getting to go anywhere by herself or do anything exciting because her parents thought that some man would take advantage of her. With Nancy’s beautiful face and gorgeous sexy body they were probably right.