Veronika Raquel was dating this man. By no means a handsome man, his name was Rubber Eyes Dooley, and despite being blessed with a heavy five o'clock shadow and extremely thick toenails, Rubber Eyes often wished he had been born a woman with more delicate features and a sense of style. He would complain, whine and complain some more about his short deal in the sexual poker game of life, finally taxing Veronika's patience to the utmost limits. She went so far as to slap a blonde wig on him and fuck him in the ass. This sedated Rubber Eyes for awhile and he eventually began asking Veronika for trade secrets to Goulash and pressed her for intimate details about East Indian spices and rubber-handled kitchen implements. They're now living together happily as wife and wife.